Let me Guide your Fingers


Let me guide your fingers,

To the doors of heaven.

And their touch play verses

On my skin,


And rhythmically.

The heated delight in you,

Asks for my admittance,

And my soul will echo

To your artistic movements.


By Shreya Sharma

I read poems. Sometimes I write poems. And when I am doing nothing, I am sipping coffee.


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