The hands i marry.

 The hands, i marry

The heart beat they carry,

The tears they wipe,

The laughter they hide.

The hairs they play,

The wisdom they pay.

The care they heed.

They are my needs.

These hands i marry,

My heart beat they carry.

                   - Aniket B Nigam J.

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