Your pupils swim in my eyes
One stroke at a time.
Freestyle is my favorite, you know
You see what I see,
Your vision is drenched in mine.
My body is your skeleton’s abode
You like how my meat nurtures
Your internal framework
Bone density maximum,
You move when I move
Your axis revolves around mine.
You and me,
We are one.
He says, our lunar constellations
He calls your body of a “Shudra”
And mine of a “Brahmin”.
Hilarious, isn’t it?
He doesn’t understand we are one.
I call his mind hyperbole.
Oh Lord of stars!
Isn’t it funny?
You transpired in our union
Now, he says, you won’t favor us.
~ Nidhi Agrawal