5, 4, 3, 2, 1

A classmate
A school girl crush
Except not
So innocent
Scruffed up hair
Tight pants
On the floor
A bed

A crushing feeling
Wave on wave
A shore of a mind
Crashing thoughts
Debilitating acts
Of love
Or something less

A senseless thought
Nothing would come of it
Even less of the act
Piled heaps of clothes
Around the room
Every mountain, a new journey

Explorations around every curve
Slim and narrow
So his body goes
A body not matching
A great mind

Critique rolls of his lips
Intellect off his chassis
Friends follow
Where potential walks

In mind's eye
He is prey
Another carcass to be devoured

In heart's eye
He is nothing

A classmate, a bed, a thought, an end