DISCLAIMER!!!! The following poem is based on art and imagination. Everything portrayed in it is totally fiction and is not meant to Degrade the current FIRST CHILD, but rather show the appreciation of her natural beauty and admiration people have for her.
Kissed Tasila Lungu so adorable a rose flower Her eyes spoke romance every minute and hour Her body perfectly adorned with gold Beauty in words my mouth can’t afford Oh my heart got me beating twice in a second Realising I was on my way to beat a record By chance or is it fortune? We were dancing to a love tune
A sweet song sung by enrique “I can be your hero”, I wispered in a voice so unique She looked in my demanding eyes with emphasis And i saw a love story unfording its genesis Now every fellow was sincerely staring But who was to care; I was born for this paring
Her bossom blessing my Chest Giving my whole being a magical test Straight to the point; Love got us twisted on a joint Her slender arms circled me with passion Commanding my whole being to fall to a sensation!
“Do u mean what u are doing?” she asked. “If its bitter stuff why would I be chewing?” I responded. My heart shot to the stars but for gravity I caught up with this astonishing affinity.
Before I could pronouce the three words- This magnet attracted our heads Our lips were reciprocating And our hearts busy decorating Love symbols in valetine colour Butterflies dancing as I kissed my Tasila “Boo boo” on the door – “wake up!” I was just dreaming “No! I kissed Tasila Lungu” you would have heard me screaming!