In the realm of youth, where dreams take flight, Stands Grace, a beacon of love's pure light, A 17-year-old with eyes so bright, Her heart captivated by love's delight. Her gaze met his, and never the same, A crush bloomed like a burning flame, As whispers of infatuation came. Secretly admiring, her heart's desire, A dance of emotions, like notes in a lyre, In love's enchantment, she found her choir, A symphony of feelings, soaring higher. Her journey, a poetic symphony, A tale of love's whispers, wild and free, Through trials and growth, she'd come to see, The magic of love, her heart's decree.