ink blue night

krishna

We could slide right down into each other, just like
Krishna and Rada deep in that dark, warm garden, diving
through Krishna’s ink blue night
on the stars and planets that swirl up and out of sight
and out into the Universe, every time Rada tosses back her long, dark hair…

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