Author A. K. Ramanujan Ainkurunuru 24 In his country, spotted crabs born in their mother's death grow up with crocodiles that devour their young. Why is he here now? And why does he take those women, a jangle of gold bangles as they make love, only to leave them? Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments