Naughty First Meeting Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Let me tell you one thing, I know your past,
Someone still unknown is sleeping in your heart,
Someone loved you deeply,
Often teased you cheaply,
Someone send you flowers,
On your birth day hours,
And unanimous letters
On perfumed nice papers,
The love letters were pink like roses,
That praised your beauty and exposes,
The letters carried his warmth of emotion,
His liking and madness his love and devotion,
How crazy was he who called you on phones,
Annoyed you every day with the phonic tones,
Many times you told you dislike and hate,
You prefer to die than being his mate,
But you lied yourself and you knew it well,
You liked that boy but couldn't you tell,
One thing is definite, he loved you so much,
I doubt I can love in a manner as such.

She smiled and said you foolish lovely boy,
It were you I knew my lifelong toy.
I am here with you because I knew,
My delicious chocolate my tasty chew.