You are,
O red rose flower, peeping out
Insecure.
Wanting to pluck you
Stalk and all
Numerous eyes with hands wait
Drops of dew on leaves compete
Shoot your color and form in myriad images.
A light touch, you will fall
I shall not injure you
I shall not pluck you,
But only with my eyes.
Bloom safe with pride
My desires aside.
Beautiful!!😍
“I shall not pluck you,
But only with my eyes”, I loved this line!
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Me too. Thanks Hema.
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