bloom sacred
                          like prashad
                          between my palms


                              teach me the petals of the wilting
                              rose, teach me falling back
                              to the earth, teach me
                              the limbs of a banyan tree

leave my hands stained with butter
after the sweetness is gone
may I go back for more?

                              I could.

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