I can peel an orange and give you some it will be an act of desire, an innocent love. But I dare not remove the clingy white part, in case you notice that I love too hard. I can crush a garlic too For your unique taste, Not worrying about the smell Or the peels and waste. But not too many, As I fear you will notice.. My people-pleasing cuts And the pain that stings. ©Anagha Ukaskar

Anagha Ukaskar