Teen love

Every morning around eight
I would peep at the mirror straight
Was my hair combed nice?
Did I look handsome and wise?
Just a little touch here and there
Now I looked just fine I declare

I stood at the window to be seen certain
I knew she was looking through the curtain
And there she was, I gasped astounded
My tummy felt empty and my heart pounded
Oh those delicious lips!
I would so love to kiss

She bends to pick up something
‘course she knew I was looking
Oh my, Oh my, those beauties!
I held them now, imagined that is
She is now teasing me I know
Swings her head subtle and slow

I am all sweat and consternation
In my vitals a strange sensation
How I longed to hold her close
Draws the curtains there she goes
Only a glimpse, wallowing in sorrow
Left to my dreams till tomorrow