She was standing
Up in the Balcony,
Watching the Monkey staring at her,
To do
Something Funny.
Quickly ‘She' did an action to throw,
No effect was seen,
No action to go.
Air was blowing,
Her hair were flowing.
The Monkey seemed smiling,
To see,
Her face glowing.
Under the rage of fear,
She took a small stone,
Smelling ‘that' situation,
Looked attack prone.
He started ‘there' to walk,
Up on the Wall,
She thought about the Monkey,
Perhaps,
Stepping for final call.
Her heart was beating,
Other parts left it treating,
Mind started fast working,
To think unbelievable jerking.
Surprisingly,
She threw the stone,
With full strength,
That could be thrown.
He caught the stone easily,
The way an expert of this Zone.
Again
She was astonished,
To see the next, his action,
The monkey again walked,
With
No anger and no reaction.
Proving his behavior
Of
Affection with perfection.
She was safe,
Told---her sixth sense,
No need to keep any defense,
She chose to call him boldly,
He came,
And kiss her coldly.
He made the right selection,
Now
She got the full attraction.