Slowly down the street I walk
That morning on the sidewalk
My eyes fixed on her elastic stalk
As she twirled onto the catwalk.
My eyeballs swell in disbelief!
My mind chalks an impression
In absolute compliance
To curry favours of passion
Without a blink at variance.
Like a thrush
I whistled at my crush
But felt the adrenaline rush.
From sunshine to eventide
Her glow as colours of the yuletide
Until a lad swept my chance as the tide
And woe betide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem