Platonic Relation Poem by Priya Radhakannan

Platonic Relation



No flower nor bee to promiscuous shoot,
No garden to blossom with its forbidden fruits.
No wealth to aggrandize but it is ego's to sacrifice,
No temptation but affection.
A relation as pure as an infants thought and an angels heart, called platonic.

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