Kama Sutra Kitsch

My experiment on Indian Love Story series of poems still goes on. Here's the latest, (a kitschy ride through Vatsyayana's classic):

INDIAN LOVE STORY 7: Kama Sutra Kitsch

1. Introductory (5 chapters)

There comes a time
When the rose is not as fair as
The beloved, whose arms
Beckon, fragrance entices,
Steps create tremors in the head
And my dear one’s smile
Proves headier than that ruddy cup
Because we learned to love, at last!
The lover roams in enterprises for
That wayside fare called knowledge
The knowledge of love and loving
Even though well-bred, we lovers cry:
Don’t pillory my desires for
You have loved and I have loved
And that love is Devi’s love
My Shankara’s love, dear friends!
**
2. On the union (10 chapters)

Your desires my embraces
Your soft touch and my kisses
Chandrakala from your nails
The blooming lotus of my teeth marks
Your face steaming with tears of joy
My nervous moves and your pranks
Our daily courting, nightly chants
Of that rush in the blood and
Butterflies gone wild in our stomachs
The game of love won so hard
So sweet and blessed, my heart!
**
3. Acquisition of a wife (5 chapters)

Hold her hands
Hold them true
See her moonbeam face
And find the light of your life
Sing the word and coo your song
She is your mantra, your strength, your own.
**
4. About a wife (2 chapters)

Hold him close
Hold him good and strong
In your nimble arms and cherish
That moment when you were his
He was yours, candid and bold
His heart your heart, his moan
Your own, in joy and pain, never alone.
**
5. About men and women (6 chapters)

We dance and we sigh
Quarrel and cry, day or night
Our chests throb, the hair stands up
On our backs and legs and tickle our thighs
Sentiments that remain old
As the forever green ancient tree
Standing in the courtyard
Even hundred years later, for
No one has changed how to say
I do, I do, I love thee!
**
6. About the way of the world (6 chapters)

To be or not to be
Is that what she says or says he
She was mine and now no more
He was a lover like never before
My heart will break and I will die
Before love flies away from my life
Gold or silver what is better
Than a battered fate like mine
It is the cause, it is the cause
My soul, jealousy and anger can spoil
But hark, someone calls at my window
What tears? Here, new love, I rise and shine!
**
7. How to… (2 chapters)

How do I change my walk
My talk my sprightly quirks
My body odor, my earnest fervor
My weak tear glands, and stale garlands
And how do I… should I…
Ever do a double whammy
When I want him and her and her and him
And manage to stay slim
Absolutely agile and trim, my whims
Suiting my beloved like a dream
How to, how to, tell me dear friends
If love will become my only luck?

(The Kama Sutra, said to be the oldest instructive text on the subject of love, is attributed to Maharishi Vatsyayana, and has 1,250 verses and divided into 7 major sections. It has been translated widely around the world. Photo from Internet)