Radha’s mad heart

i.

his honey-song flute — the muse 

that maddens her mind

ii. 
his heart is hurricaned 

with her smell 

iii. 

everything he does

dancing   cowherding laughing

is a hook to catch the minnow of her heart

iv. 

he pools to butter

in the burning 

palm of her pride

v.

he is dominated

by the shadow

of envy pirouetting

through her eyebrows

vi.

his mouth waters

for the curses flowing 

from her lips

vii.

the moonlight of his face

emboldens the ocean

of her love with great tidal waves

 viii. 

he is the sapphire choker

starred around her neck

ix.

he is the bumblebee

at the dark lotus

of her mouth lapping 

the pollen of her tongue

x

his monsoon chest

brims with raindrops

of musk from her breasts