By Your Touch - Poem by Sanjukta Nag
I'm not a composer of poems,
Only I gather them with amazement
Like a treasurer collects gold.
'Cause you have the heavenly hands
Of legendary King Midas.
Whatever you touch my love,
Reflects the golden rave of poetry.
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