Lights went out, fans stood still,
Hot summer breeze, too much to feel.
Drenched in sweat, uniforms neat,
Cheeks flushed red, soaked in heat.
A shimmer ran past her slender grace,
Glistening softly on her sunlit face.
Her shirt clinging tightly over her skin,
A whispered touch from deep within.
She raised her arms to tie her hair,
A fleeting motion stirred the air.
Applying cherry gloss, soft and bright,
Caught in the glow of the fading light.
Her flickering scent filled the room,
Like a rare flower, preparing to bloom.
Eyes held in place, overlooking her class,
Ready to be preserved, forever in glass.