since last night I was looking for you,
waiting silently in the closet of beehive,
everyone here working very hard for something,
they can’t understand: still perspire in air con,
I was waiting for you to arrive with a smile,
to capture my eyes, then my heart and my soul,
not to want light the lamp as the weak stars,
on the sky which show their presence blinking,
I am awake since four o clock: after the brahma,
muhurtham, when the sounds of bathing heard,
beautiful blooms decorate the silky stony skin,
my heart pumps very fast looking at you,
fully dressed with the serpent on your shoulder,
Tiger skin on your hips, the muscular thigh,
hold your beautiful anklet worn merciful feet,
the two sunny eyes and a crescent on the head,
You are here as the breeze gets warmer,
the night veil is slowly removed from the face,
the birds are joyful and singing in merriment,
The life trains start to move forward to reach you..
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