A White Chrysanthemum Blooming Is My Love Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

A White Chrysanthemum Blooming Is My Love



My love is a white chrysanthemum
Blooming under the moonlit nights.

See her with love, but kiss not.

Friday, August 30, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss
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