White pearls dangle
In your tender ears.
In between the silky hair
The rosy twig ears
With pale minute hairs
Invite me to fondle.
The bangled soft hands
With purple design of nerves
Call me to caress.
Oh daughter of eve,
What man made wall,
What invisible fence,
What mood, what thought
Block me to sink in you?
Come, come back to innocence,
Make your mind tender
Like your ears and hands,
Break away the walls
And flower free in me!

-J.T.Jayasingh

J thampi Jayasingh

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