Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar. (June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)
That day you visited us with your wife.
This day I came to you with my husband.
In both occasions, unknown to our mates,
Our past love buried was resurrected.
Let us meet as often, with our spouses,
So that it will soften our anguishes.
Let us chat as often, with our spouses,
So that it will nourish our youthfulness.
Platonic love is harmless, people say.
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