Enough, Be My Darling

With hairs loosely plaited, today you looked homely. Also less tense were you to feed me warmly. Far at home were you when I visited you thither, Due to unknown eyes, unlike when you were hither Where were eyes of those knowing our secret. The unexpressive warmth that I found in you is worth The million pounds for which I shall brave any wrath. I shall so kindle your flame as not to tarnish your fame. You are my hen laying eggs that I won’t cut for flesh. Just be as my darling. Enough. That is my wish. 06.04.2000, Mannarghat