Thursday, November 10, 2016

Krishna & his sensuous blue skin

Ashamed I am not, Krishna
My sensuous pal, to make known
To this world ‘bout my yearning for you
For a speck of your tanned blue skin.
If you let me cuddle you
I‘d smack away for myself a bit of you
To smear it on my bare body.
But then, it so happened
That I’ve been beaten blue
By this reckless love
Which reflects how contagious
My yearning for you is.

Copyright for Poem :  Ajay Pai 2016