I wrote this poem
I remind with my heart
My mind repeated it

It was like my name
But when I met
I forgot even my name

I tried to tell the poem
It was the awful as the scamp
My face got red

She collected her nervous
She said what that marvelous!
I shamed and said,

I forgot all things
As I saw your brilliance
She ran in steps

That she might fall on the earth