Limits


Don’t talk to me about keeping limits

All I do is just a few chats

Do I give you much grief?

You make me feel like a tattered leaf

Do I create a ruckus

Without serving any purpose?

Foolish things I do utter

When my mind becomes delicate like butter

You may land with the wrong impression

Because of my flawed expression

Please drill this into your head

My love for you will never be dead

Its not what you think

I can assure you without a blink

It’s a love, divinely pristine

I want you to remain serene

Is keeping a distance your choice?

Listen to your heart’s voice

I may lose my mind’s poise

But I will not make a noise

I will miss the colors of love

And cry silently like a dove

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