When I hold your arm,
You hold sway over my heart.
When I caressed your sweet little cheek,
you reminded me the gentleness of a feather.
When I cuddled you closely,
You gave me the warmth of my mother.
When I clasped in my arms,
You smelled to me with a fragrance of love.
When I longed to see you,
you smiled to me in my fantasy.
Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
2015
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