Blossom Enough - Poem by Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
It is her sheer shyness that drew me to her.
It is for her very shyness that I loved her.
The shyness put her lust in store and seal.
To boil the lust and break the seal is my zeal.
We study in a class year after year without a pass.
Over the lesson, neither of us got bored.
In repetition of same emotional exchanges
Without any advance, neither of us abhorred.
Yes, blossom has only fragrance, not seeding.
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