Do not follow me into the chambers
Of my highly guarded silence
And evoke the desire to hum
The sad tunes of a forgotten song
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Having drunk from
The chalice of love,
Relished on the
Unleavened bread,
...
The winds of vrindhavan
Were royally stirred
And there silence redeemed
When he held the bamboo
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In its dark Inner sanctum,
Of oily stone walls,
The soft radiance of
A small clay lamp humbles
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These days I rouse to the
Commotion of newly migrated
Desires, jostling and wading
All over the private everglade
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Soaked in the scent of carnal darkness
Faint streaked crescent moon lingers
Seductively on its celestial couch,
Amid the hymn of nature
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I try to steal a chunk of sleep
From the eyes of a dozing infant
And reinforce my fading dreams
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If destiny assumes a titanic
Form, and readies to crush our
Bloated ego to ground,
Alike king Bali, who offered
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The enchanted dance of
A lonesome peacock
Ended in the affectionate
Pecking of love between
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