Black Beautiful and a mystic night,
A million stars above, such a blessed sight,
With sparkles of divine love in her eyes,
Radha meets Krishna with a smile.
And their divine romance begins,
Radha's hair opens in the sweetness of the winds,
Krishna's lips meet her moonlit smile,
As they unite under the chill night sky.
The trees sway as they dance,
So wonderful is their divine romance,
As Radha sways in ecstatic bliss,
Parting her scented hair Krishna places another kiss.
Radha comes closer into Krishna's arms,
Radha is drawn closer by krishna's irresistible charm,
Their divine union is for a mission,
And love flows without any hesitation.
They sing together a divine song,
It's where every soul truly belongs,
Eagerly waiting for that divine magic to happen,
When a Krishna meets Radha on a valentine's.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem