Her Tilted Neck Stare.

Oh, getting me every time.
Delicate hair like strips of thin silk,
sways down where she directs.
Opposite end of the room, we sit.
Able to glimpse, everything.
Not expecting everything,
carrying on her day.
Eyes hardly open,
I could touch her smooth skin.
Looking down, she gave me

3/13
*did not write time.
though shes in my third period, 09:49-10:45