Comments about Curtis Baskerville
I took glances at her daily; try to speak to her but my words would fail me.
I would walk away in disgust, but to try again…. I must.
She doesn’t even know I matter, let alone know my crush.
I crave for her touch, to feel her close so much.
To be able to kiss her soft tender lips, to caress her body and move my hands
Along side her hips.
I love the way she moves her mouth as she speaks, and how the fragrance of her perfume is O’ so sweet!