I want you, oh my dear, I do,
As you are the most beautiful creation of our lord,
I want to see you often, oh my dear, I do,
As my poor eyes have not seen anything like you,
I want to kiss you, oh my dear, I do,
As your lips are the most delicate thing I have ever seen,
I want to smell you, oh my dear, I do,
As your smell is the most seductive in the world,
I want to touch you, oh my dear, I do,
As you are the most electrifying thing I have seen,
But what just happened?
Oh my dear, I hurt myself
Blood coming out of my fingers,
For I'm not allowed to touch you,
For I am "untouchable" for you…
By Rishikesh Pande