Written for the girl I had a crush on in high school.

Furtivum Meditatur Amorem for C. S.

Since those long ago days in Latin class,
I have endeavored to speak your echo, Crystal.
How I longed to be amongst your trusted inner circle!
Alas, I had no voice then to speak these things to you.

Mrs. Tinkler must have sensed my blocked emotions;
always coupled we two to do textual translations.
I deferred and let you be the intellectual leader
feeling wholly given over to being your infatuated scribe.

It was always your property to be simpatico;
you were the giver of kindness and smiles,
your latent brilliance subsumed by outward caring.
What forlorn chance did my jejune heart have?

And now, at length, I can finally speak these things,
trusting in the smiles that touching substance brings.

Poetry by Brian Oarr
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Written on 2015-10-07 at 19:47

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Nice. It is interesting to think of how many young people had crushes during Latin classes through the ages. And all the wonderful language that can be used to describe it.