The time was up, and then she walked in,
Wrapped in silk, with a gaze so keen.
Her voice—a melody, soft yet stern,
Melting your heart, making it yearn.
So many questions yet so little time,
My heart was lost to her elegant rhyme.
A fleeting glance, a stolen sigh,
Not having a crush on her, would be terrible lie.
So gorgeous, yet so fine,
A beauty someone can rarely outshine.
Moving through the rows, floating in the air,
A moment so brief, yet beyond compare.
Her hazelnut eyes, so deep and wide,
Showing her confidence, no secrets to hide.
A magnetic swirl that pulled me in,
Casting a spell I craved yet couldn't win.