Your Class

My eyes want 

To be engrossed 

In the poem that 

Only depicts your class.

Perusing it,

I want to get ecstasy 

Through my muse.

Gaining your nearness for lifetime,

I need to tie the knot.

Before the time sanctions my presence on the holiest altar 

To acquire the rights,

How can I privilege myself?

Yes,

I can go through the poem that my craving makes me indite,

To mitigate my thirst.