Don’t

Don’t come to me in summers
Its hot ,you may get dehydrated
Don’t come to me in winters
Its cold ,you may catch cold ,get fever
Don’t come to me in rains
Its wet ,you may get infected
Don’t come to me in springs
Its pollen ,you may get allergies
Lovers always want to meet
But I am telling  you not to come
As my intentions are to keep you safe
I get more tense if I find someone ill
That too because of me
Love and affection are OK
But wellness is first
So you stay at your place
Its my kind of love .

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About ajaykohli

Consultant ,deals in life management, psychology, astrology ,vaastu , fitness ,diet ,relationship counseling

Posted on January 26, 2017, in poetry, relationship. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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