Lover mine with lovely fair skin, open eyes, bare chest so smooth,
Hover over me with flute in hand to stay and play and plant a kiss
Upon my fit lips at the dawn of a new day drawn from your bosom,
And hold me close against the cold in an emboldened living passion
Born of your compassion for mortal creatures you mean to refashion
In the likeness of your light and life, love and truth, peace and beauty
As an everlasting answer to brahmin prayers that wear into samsara
And this chi shall then forever be free to be all of you to be all of me,
So play some life-giving tune of heavenly fruit upon your sacred flute
That this poor boy may ever rest in the riches of your verdurous grove
In the shadow of tall trees near the sea, waves lapping on a near shore
In your place beyond all places in endless space, laced to you eternally
noblethemes 
Oh, how BEAUTIFUL!
Ah, thank you so very, very much, dear friend!
Most welcome, my friend.
Laced and tied to you eternally. Fabulous and soulful poem to Lord Krishna and such a beautiful picture of Krishna. Jonathan such a beautiful poem. Hope all is good with you dear.
Thank you so very, very much, and yes, thankfully all is well in my little corner of the world! Hope all is well with you, too! Blessings.
You are welcome Jonathan and all is good with me and my family too. Blessings to you too.