The female of the species is more deadlier than the male – Space (and Rudyard Kipling)
It takes 63 seconds
to get to class; he knows
because he holds his breath
the whole time.
Her locker’s in Hall C,
and he
can’t look
or be
or breathe.
But when he gets to his seat
he smiles,
her name spun
sugar on his tongue.
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Sweet! Those first youthful stirrings of love can hit so hard 😊
Thank you!
I love the double meanings in “seconds” and “class.”
My favorite part: “her name spun sugar”
Love this so much. ❤
Thanks, Girl. I feel like this one and the Biology one I wrote a few years ago are companion pieces. 😉