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