Valentine Week Poem by Akhtar Jawad

The virgin of weather started twisting her arms,
Breeze gradually exposing her hidden charms,
Lips of flowers started vibrating for a kiss,
Over, it's all over the cold wave crisis,
Dull greens are about to be shocking greens,
The goddess of weather says good bye to her teens,
The cuts and curves of the maiden are now distinct,
She has been awaken from her sleeping instinct,
She is not as cold as I mistook her in winter,
She was always a sleeping valentine for her lover,
The valentine week has started rub your eyes,
The sun looks new and naughty on the skies,
The king of the kings couldn't stop a love forbidden,
Love flourished though a mutiny made it hidden.
Sweetheart! Stitch a dress of shocking colour prints,
Tightly fit, exciting and inviting, exposing your tints,
Wear it on the day of love, the valentine day,
How I shall welcome you I cannot say!