Distances

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I don't want to see You, I don't want to touch You, let me feel You from a distance, let me believe You are beautiful, as I am afraid of coming close to you! My God! Whoever came too close to me, he lost his charms, and I lost my feelings for him. You remained silent, and I felt, as if you are saying, no comments. I felt you smiled, and I felt as if You are saying, remain at a distance if you can. Oh! How can I? What should I do to create a distance? Should I get rid of love? No, I can't. Should I become unkind to someone, No, I can't. Should I hurt a heart? Oh! I did it many times, Now I know why I felt myself lonely, and helpless some times, a distance was created between You and me! Dear God come more close to me, so that, I am in You, and You are in me! I see You are beautiful, I can touch you in the mirror! My right palm is on your left palm I am being beautified, My left palm is on Your right palm, and you are removing my ugliness! I became so much excited, I kissed you my God. My whole touched Your whole. Alas! I could not hug You, I am a man with many limitations. But why didn't you hug me, You are God with no limitations!

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