Touch Me Not Poem by Sachidananda Panda

Touch me not
I am scared... I would melt
With the witty tricks of thy finger tips
I know! You can't do without
Nor do I wish to fall apart or out
No kiss, no hug, no smooch
Touch me not, or the naughty tools

Don't think I don't love you anymore
Or have turned dry to thy muted needs
But..! Alas..! The devil could be lurking
Somewhere at the door on agile wings
Curse me not for the troubles out of haste
Curse 'Corona' that has done all the mess.


©sachi-5th March-2020
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