In love with love,

Rid me of all the pessimism,

out with the offensive.

Splendor in a bough, miracles abound.

An exquisite craftsman’s harangue.

In every smile the Tao,

The balance of Yin and Yang.

I am in love, with the elegance

Of love.

Those wounds, agony-filled alleyways,

I leave behind.

Rather myself entwine,

With that flowering cherry blossom,

Honeysuckle, Larkspurs, and Lavender.

Be a Lily, a Lotus,

Gaze up to the blue, a Petunia,

Perfumed, beauteous Begonia.

I am in love with the loveliness

of love.

That naked want, the lust of the night,

Both now – bestower & subject.

With elixir mystique bedecked.

A province, familiar yet unfamiliar,

Serpentine, sinewy,

Smoldering, torching away borders,

I am in love with the passion

of love.

Kamalini

26.04.2016