Spark Poem by shinej K.P

Spark



Perhaps, first time I found myself shy,
I smile, look up the sky and cry....

Chime of her anklets, induced tingles,
I tittered, as I'm tickled...

Nudge from her, lit up the spark,
Oh God I Can't bear, I swear....

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