Piggy Bank - Poem by santhosh kana
After every visit of yours
After every meeting of ours
After every love making
I collected the coins of our dear moments
Jingled them in my palm, held them close,
dropped them one after another
into the Piggy slot...
Here it is, my love,
the Piggy Bank of our love.
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