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Crushing over

I don’t wanna be somebody you cherish,

I wanna gloom in your garden like a bloom,

as you’re the only fetish.

When you come closer to me,

I feel sensations that I couldn’t suppress in my abdomen,

butterflies are lesser flying

but you make me grin like a honeybee, darling.

These trees are making me blush,

leaves falling in your devotion,

darling, it’s a crush!

-Riya Shah

By Ray

POET| CONTENT WRITER| BLOGGER

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