To those I really love
I do not know how to show affection.
I am afraid of excess.
Truth gets in my way - a clumsy dog.
Im abrupt with them - a minute later regret my abruptness.
And do it again.
Only now when Im alone, as now,
Hands stroke invisible hair.
Endearments break in a flood.
- South Asian Love Poetry
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