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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