Alive with the death of his embarrassment,
he smugly settles into the joy brought by her
smile, letting it act like electricity to his spine,
making it stronger and straighter.
The seized day lays down its hands
in a worshipful bow.
Her inconsequential classmates whisper uncaring
critiques of his love poem for her.
He finishes his piece, running before he can get
a response. He fears this feeling will precede his
fall.
As he sneaks out of her school, he steals toast from
the kitchen and offers nothing but a
peacock’s smirk.
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