A Student's Confession and Appeal to a Professor

My beloved friend and esteemed professor,
is it so wrong to worship and admire
you with so warm and glowing a splendor,
which is unbounded with heartfelt desire?
Your silhouette is my Achilles's heel,
and your lips (what lips those are!) dare I kiss?
Your soft skin glows with a warmth that reveals
to me a sensuality that I miss;
I am undone! For you are my dilemma.
My need for you is embarrassingly clear!
Must I extinguish this overwhelming fire
which I have for you? For you are most dear.
Were I not just a student or your friend,
could we be more before this sonnet's end?

Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-06-06 at 14:13

Tags Passion  Desire  Love 

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The student's love for their professors! Your words describe it vividly and there are few who have never fallen in love with a professor. The admiration, the love of knowledge is a tremendous and dangerous attraction. You write so well.