Krishna, be Tender

Krishna, be tender with Radha.
All day long, she cries
In pain, with lips torn,
Eyes flooded with love-strain.

She does not eat or rest.
All day long, she burns
In agony with dark moons
Drained of all hard ecstasy.

She balms her bitten breast
And her teeth-scarred lips
Yet raw with night-fire’s fury.
So, be gentle, Krishna.

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