Springtime: violent odors of musk, the scent
of tender temala sprouts and mango blossoms
gripped by vernal creepers. Lord Krishna comes
alone upon the girls, husbands absent,
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A refined poetic imagination, Leonard Kress. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.