Friday, September 19, 2014

|| practitioner ||

my eyes contain your picture
they are your album
within me
the voice of love echoes and plays
like a new raga
and sings unwavering
like a practitioner

in my heart
beat your heartbeats
my breath constant
in the practice of love

like the sculptor of khajuraho
i created a living sculpture of love
you unveiled it
in my eyes

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