Your Touch is a Touchstone
Md Mozaffor Hossain
Your touch is a touchstone
Every touch you reward to things
Turn each of them into golden fleece
With your touch, toxin gets honeyed.
Everything you touch adorns your mind
And it walks in paradise
Beauty it sheds everywhere
Wraps sorrows with smiles.
Beyond your evident shape
Lies your psyche, Hellenic!
When your gait outdoes goddesses'
Surely your soul owns more.
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