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.