I can See You Walking in Slow Motion

Beloved walks gorgeously

Each time you walk on,

Before my eyes,

I see you in slow motion,

As happens in movies.

 

As if you and I right here,

Were being directed,

With a force unfamiliar,

Yet sacred.

 

Fair like a star you are,

Your lips are ruby,

As the mermaids acquire,

Many get envious witnessing your personality.

 

Stone is not as cold,

As your hands are,

I feel like painting kisses bold,

On your lips, cheeks and everywhere.

 

As light can’t save a fish out of water,

And Radha hardly exists without Krishna,

I’m nothing alike without you near,

As is known to the earth’s flora and fauna.