A Love's Taleiii. Vi Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

And at this time,
It seemed, Courage had with him reconciled.
For he willingly or not, held her arm,
Perhaps it causes her Joy or harm,
He cares not to know,
For all it requires: The Angel shall fight the foe.
She, astound turned and travels her apples through his,
Tries to speak, but her mouth did cease.
He at this seize the opportunity: perhaps tmay be the last,
Observing her beauty and make ups and hears his heart say: 'At last':
The round balls standing undaunted and untouched,
His lips and tongue imagining to have them munched.
She seemed to surrender at this,
And he would not slack his glottis.