Love Story Of Flowers Poem by Akhtar Jawad

We love in many different ways,
We love openly in the bright sun rays,
Unlike you don't love in the moon lit nights,
In the night we enjoy the human sights,
Although your love is behind the curtains,
Still it touches us and truly entertains,
The bouquet on the table when sees your porn,
In colorful petals a camera is born,
The video it records is transformed in odors,
We receive this fragrance change it in colors,
After watching this nude we sleep in the night,
Beautiful dreams, when interrupts sunlight,
It's wind and insects and pretty butterflies,
They come with a message of love from skies,
They kiss the stigma and carry pollen grains,
Then kiss the style that has no refrains,
Pollen grains are fused in ovule in sunlight,
We don't shy our love is bright,
We don't fight with the old nature,
You are a bit ugly in your caricature,
That's why you hide your love in curtains,
Anyway it's interesting and it entertains,
You cruel humans you pluck us and enjoy,
You don't know you too are a toy!