I shiver in cold,
Delighted and bold.
I lower,
The shoulder of my dress,
And click myself.
To show you the glimpse.
Hoping it would titillate
The inners of your palm.
And stir a desire,
In your core.
And you will come back running,
Back to me, forever.

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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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