sonnet In slinks and laughs

In slinks and laughs a girl I sort of brave
I sense her party seeks a sudden rush
I squirm a warm and overwhelming crush
I know her mothering should soothe or save
All decency Ive mustered would I waive
All praise prepared I might just gush as mush
Embarrassing her till her feintest flush
Met my own blush her stoic stance suave and grave
Indifference assumed Ill stare askance
A nearness physical Id never end
And back is kept on her so shell just glance
A social love on me a man expend
We chitchat often chummy always in check
I sense her lazing gaze on back and neck
Chorus check limit restraint