Make me
Die or dance
At your finger tips;
I mind not
Dancing to
Your sweet tune
And will;
Living but
Living dead inside
Sans you;
A burning candle within,
My love delving deep.
Make or mar,
my Love,
At your sweet will.
©®Dasharath Naik
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Cute poem about love and the lover.5 Stars full for this loveliest poem!