the boy

No doubt he was  actually shy
His GAWKINESS MASKED by bravado
His mood made JOVIAL by an adolescent state of mind
BRAINWASHED by his peers,
PROTECTED from his natural fear
He approached  her  effervescent beauty
"Your beauty blinds me" he blurted,
His  voice, his manner, ADMITTEDLY OVERWOUND
No doubt she thought it was a SHOVELFUL, so
Turning away, she could only join the FESTIVAL of fantasies in his mind