Playing through eternity the waiting game
The exquisite agony of seperation
Tumultuous are the emotions that churn
The heart is reduced to a quagmire
Confusions galore , should Radha be circumspect
Or follow her runaway heart to Krishna’s abode
She lay there prostrate upon the altar of love
Awaiting realization with Krishna’s tender ministrations
The ecstasy they claim is in waiting
Only her palpitating heart doesn’t buy this raw deal
Ready to cast away remnants of propriety
She wants to fly headlong into his hold
And burrow into his collar bone
To take in lungful of his racing heartbeats
Just to reassure his rythym mirrors her own
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