To My Secret Admirer
i get you,
your obscure words
meaning the world to me.
your innocence
very dear to me.
yes i get you…
meanwhile,
my cursory mind
rests at the feet of forbearance
misfit to feel your longing.
i hold back
for my strictures are strong.
but i feel it,
the intense you.
-gurumali
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