My fiancée

I love her more than her flesh.
I love her more than her shape.
I see her and focus on her face
And view her in full robes.
She doesn’t seem sexy.
No more voluptuous.
Nor tempting to steal a kiss.
She’s been betrothed to me.
06.06.2009

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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