She shands upright upon my pedistal. <br />Giving me comfort, pleasure and assurance. <br />She is ingrained in my most haloed idyllic childhood memories. <br />Meeting her is a familaur anxiety filled with passionate emotional maturity. <br />For a while to adore her belongs only to me. <br />Consuming my couristy, causing congenial conversations celebrateing complicated compositions of life. <br />Virtious fate for the infringing hour of sensible, dignifed painful departure. <br />Flagrant clock, Fleeds the fobiden indulgent, gracious, unremorsful touches. <br />Softening determatal change of time of which no classmate is exempt. <br />Forsee the frail moments belonging only to us. <br />Don't want her to fall in love with me? <br />Just furnish a small sensual spot in her heart to return again, <br />Savory personal enjoyment to cherish the next five years.<br /><br />Howard Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-class-reunion/
