In this full moonlight
With cooing of kukkoo
Echoing from yonder,
You're telling me
That I do not think about
Who? You? I? or Him?
And insist that
I keep convention in writing
Says who? You? Him?
But then again
I don’t know conventions
So confusing.
I like to think
Regardless, always of Him,
You and I remain.
Zillion things
Pass my mind endlessly
Milling memories
His smile, touch
His hugs, kisses and more
Overbearing me
I speak nothing
As He kisses me deeply
All my senses lost
Millions of years
Have passed before
Millions to come
Love of my life
Krishna, don’t leave me tonight
My heart’s so parched
For your kind words
Your sweet smile, as you
Look into my eyes
Krishna
Dear love of mine
Hold me now!
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