Oh Yes , I love you.

I love you for loving me so.
I love you when you look at me,
As if you can see deep within.
But I do not like when you read my mind
And burst all my surprises before they hatch.
I love you for the way you touch me
As if I am some floral bud
So gentle, yet with fierce passion
That shakes me to the core.
I do not like you shaking hands
With any female form other than me.
I love you for making me live
Live my childhood to the fullest with you.
But I do not like being so incumbent.
More like a refugee in soul
That I feel so incognizant
When you are gone.

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

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