Love-Song Badri Narayan

Moon’s collar
and star’s button in my shirt.
Brumous feet of a gazelle running on the back of hills
in my shirt.
Desire to meet the gold-haired girl
in my shirt.
Ire of fathers
and discontent of the guards of society
in my shirt.
Romance of a summer-evening
and the excitement of autumn
in my shirt.
Bands of seasons
in my shirt.
Yes my dear! Drums of clouds
in my shirt!

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