Smart was my first girlfriend,
Open minded she was a friend.
She was my 3rd crush,
Often she would blush,
Forget I'd all the rush,
The ***** of hers was so plush.
Why I remember our third kiss,
Ended it so sweetly in a bliss,
Royal caramel chocolate I miss,
Enthralling was her soft hiss.
Her memories I remember sharply,
Exceptional was my every reply,
Really my kisses were never haply.
Lies never ever appeared among us two,
In fact she wanted me to be her Mewtwo,
Penance she was my life number two,
S*he wanted to kiss me but atwo*.
I can't help how I always rhyme my poems.
My HP Poem #1641
©Atul Kaushal
