29. ||LOVE||

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.