Setting sun and a cold breeze
People's gossips and lush trees
Evening sky and birds fluttering
Poetic environment and lovers strolling

Pedalling by the houses, was I
Freedom feeling and excitement
Roads deserted with stray dog's cry
There was no place for resentment

I saw an unknown girl with a familiar face
Remembered her from my karate days
She was a junior and a tough kicker
Seven years and still no weaker

She looked lone, just like me
On her cycle with a low speech
Looking forward to a happy hour
Setting her foot to blow the power

I resolved to ride to her and ask
"Do you remember me, from an old class?"
"Yes", said her with a progressing glee
It was time to catch up with my memories

We started to ride along
Through the straight road towards the pond
Talking about the merry old days
Funny deeds and kiddish ways

We were getting along really well
Her eyes filled with elation
So we went on to taste some tacobell
Enjoying the chef's tasty creation

Then it was time to say good bye
Maybe forever, Maybe till the hen's cry
I pedalled back home with a glow
The love angel had pulled back his bow

Next day, I met her again
We exchanged contacts for a merrier blend
Then we dashed again for the finest hour
With happy faces and attracted ardours

Days past by like finger clicks
Everyday, I saw her beautiful hair flicks
We grew closer by these clicks
Cycling times changed to friendly kicks

One fine day, I asked her out
Prom party and selfies with pouts
"Yes", she replied and blushed wine
Benovelent silence that triggered smiles

The next day, I dressed in black suit
Tried my best to look handsome and cute
Felt nervous but loosened my shoulders
Prom party with my crush felt like boulders

I Tuxed up and was ready go
Pushed aside my nervousness with a blow
I drove to her house to pick her up.
She had...