I can love you any manner.

The Lord, any manner I can pray.
I shall be blessed.
I can touch His feet and pray.
I can stand in front and pray.
I can see the tower and pray.
Wherever I am, there I can pray.
The beloved, any manner I can love.
I shall be erotic.
I can see you and love.
I can hear you and love.
I can remember you and love.
Wherever you are, there my love comes.
No need to touch or hold.
28.04.2001, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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