Oh don't Touch the Flower
A masterpiece in a museum came into sight;
I drank each drop of it with my thirsty eyes.
I felt the presence of someone caring, kind;
Soon the icon percolated through my mind
And was strongly imprinted on my memory
I cherish and indulge in the magic of reverie.
To have the image only I am more delighted
Than the one who the masterpiece abducted.
-Poet Ramesh Tiwari
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