Songs of Krishna — 1

The night vomits lamp-black.
As fierce snakes straggle
On the path to the tryst,
Lightning crashes with fearful force
And clouds in wrath explode.

Dear love, I shy of shapping words.
And yet, with courage in my heart today,
I resigned myself to my fate.
Shall we then fulfull our promise
And let it befall us?
Heat knows no limits.