I have a man

I have the most intelligent man
I have ever met -
but he hurts me
over and over again
because
he loves me.

Because he is like
Krsna with the gopis
who love him endlessly
as he entices them
with his love.

I have a man
posing as a boy -
But he hurts me
over and over again
because he loves me.

Because he touches me
softly
with his words
spoken so clearly
that caress me and
hold me close.

I have a man
who is like
Krsna with his gopi
brides that stand
naked in the bank
pledging their allegiance
to the love that he
gives tirelessly -

giving them every piece
of himself
except for his heart
which he keeps on
a chain around his neck
for all to witness from
a distance.

I have the most
talented man
Ive ever met
beside me -
but he hurts me
again and again
because he loves me.

Because everyone
wants to fall in his love
but its my bed
that he shares
with many.

I have a man
so beautiful that my eyes
hurt -
and he kills me
over and over again
because -
he loves me.