Original Date: 5-23-2003


Ah, my proximity infatuation taunts me
day and night.
She passes by and fades off like a sand dune-
whisking me along with her mesmerism.
I wish she would stop tantalizing me with
smiles and similar kindness...

At least, I can dwell in my imagination and go
about doing things without heat!

Written while in college (UGA)