My Crush

Slowly down the street I walk
That morning on the sidewalk
My eyes fixed on her elastic stalk
As she twirled onto the catwalk.

My eyeballs swell in disbelief!
Swiftly,
My mind chalks an impression
In absolute compliance
To curry favours of passion
Without a blink at variance.

Instantly,
Like a thrush
I whistled at my crush
But felt the adrenaline rush.

From sunshine to eventide
I admired,
Her glow as colours of the yuletide
Not tired,
Until a lad swept my chance as the tide
And woe betide.