A Love's Tale I.X Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

(He's standing At the door of the class)

Chaffy:
Maybe, I'll seek the interest of her friend,
Or pitch my tent afar from his fiend.
The cloud is beseeched not to weep,
Then she went on a distant trip,
To do the her cry steathily, and follow her heart led.
Then a friend sent by her friend, admonished her, then she laughed instead...

(She comes to the door, leaving the class)

Diana:
Matter is anything that has weight and occupy space,
Hey, you're staying me of covering the minimal pace.

(Realising)

Chaffy:
Uuuhh! Angel, push me off if you will:
To merry in coma is better than to obstruct your will.
Have your way, hence for fun,
Go swiftly, dear, and be gone.
And if you wish....

Diana:
Spare me of this!

(she leaves)


(Light fades)