In a reservoir filled with books.
I had a moment.
With a cute subject titled Bailey.
I know we had a connection.
As it was chilly.
Yet only her and I.
Felt overheated and sweaty.
I can't tell you much.
About her appearance.
Accept her hair.
Was crayola orange and pink.
She was of slight build.
Had adorable smallish hands.
And delighted in daylight savings.
For according to her.
Sunrise and sunset.
Seem to match the time switch.
You see she was the first girl.
I wished to give my number.
Regretfully I didn't.
For I lacked the courage.
Perhaps her nerve.
Was also in hiding.
As she didn't request.
My number either.
