NINE LIVES LIVE “So my mind touches the lotus feet of Ranga’s Lord, Delights in his fine calves, clings, To his twin thighs and, slowly, Rising reaches, The navel. It stops for a while on his chest, Then after climbing…
NINE LIVES LIVE “So my mind touches the lotus feet of Ranga’s Lord, Delights in his fine calves, clings, To his twin thighs and, slowly, Rising reaches, The navel. It stops for a while on his chest, Then after climbing…