1st Crush Poem by Michael Peterson

We first met in 6th grade
Living two house down.
My first crush, my first trust
Beautiful eyes, a sassy smile
Gorgeous slender body, to any man drool
Your charm and wit fit you well
The dreams never came real
The words i could not say, will be lost in time
40 years later I drool for you
I still can't speak and the tongue is tied
Your still as beautiful as you were young
The wit and charm aged well in time
My first crush still around
How my words for you were lost in time