Charmaine was searching for a soulmate

a muscular man perfectly made 

to match her sponge-soft skin

and become her romantic kin

she was hunting for love

or a buddy to share a belly laugh

as her perfume scented the air

and her suitors worshipped her shiny hair

while her skin puffed a smell of roses

cause she expects love to flow in doses

So, she penned her secret lover 

on a piece of paper

and stashed it inside a balloon

afterwards, she popped the balloon and

tossed it in the air

while holding the string

suddenly, the jealous wind fling

it out of her sweat-dripping hands

love made her mind go blank, 

and she couldn’t remember with a bang

‘Was it Lucky, Luke or Lawrence?’ 

she gazed at the three handsomeness

who glued their begging eyes to her lips

and their lusting eyes pencilling her hips

for they have been waiting for this

chance, while the balloon drifted in the air, 

like an eagle, it soared above the crowd

and disappeared behind the cottony clouds

that matched her white dress

she fancies the balloon could come back

or a thorn could stab it like a plastic bag 

or like love piercing through her  heart

she hugged the white flowers

and sobbed for an hour

lucky pumped a balloon with hope 

and tied it with a heart-shaped rope

after scribbling his name inside it, 

he gifted it to Charmaine

soon, she shuts her eyes to pray

then winked at the balloon, with a play

but her emotions became grey

because hers was knotted with a purple string

she shook her head; and dyed her face pink

soon a black wind blew back her balloon, 

it landed on her lap

and she unlocked her heart to love

before jumping into

Luke’s waiting arms