Classroom Love Poem by mystic archer

Classroom Love



Like a silver lining,
in the darkened sky
Her smile,
lightens the gloomy class.
A smile,
that takes me miles high..
Like the frenzied dance
of a bee,
in that grey room.
her smile dances,

The boring lectures,
fade in the background
as the heart beats,
with a melancholic sound.

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