Shukdeb Mazumder
I slip your hand off my shoulder
and hold it in my hands-
as I hold a flower
as I hold a butterfly, or
a nestling with great care.
Rare its feelings-
you move your hand a bit
though you are not trying
to pull out it,
and I grasp it,
press it more eagerly-
totally that might be called-
playing hide and seek-
through which we touch
each other's hearts,
talk to each other's minds-
that makes two of us-
creating a sweet symphonic chorus!
© Dr. Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder
10-11-2022
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