My Anxiety

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I do not want to name it as lust As she has shown enough of trust Completely following on words With so much of excitement I look forward No doubt it is strong urge From within and apparently seen on face But it is shrewdly hidden behind wall Even though she gives me sweet call I have resisted temptation But always strengthened bond and relation Always concentrated on her sentiments Even thought internally there was heavy movement We sit under tree for many hours Enjoy coolness and never feel sour Whole of journey is open before us We want it to be enjoyed with full trust I speak no word and stare She understands it all but does not dare We are forbidden to trapped in excitement I watch her keenly but make no comment We often decide to break barrier But go against and part as happier persons Now we are not in hurry We have lot more obligations to carry She may acknowledge my anxiety Press hand gently and smilingly convey We are steps away from uniting Accept my request and greetings

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