String after string
Bead after bead
Stringing, weaving, merriment
All is your creation,
But this is mine, Krishna.
Jewellery.
A necklace.
But when
The string becomes the veins
In this body of mine
Running, panting, to keep me alive
The beads become atoms
Atoms in my veins
Bursting atoms
Cackling with energy
It's a fervourous combination.
This
Is OUR creation, Krishna.
Let's name it
Love.
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