Pink Sari – Sathya Narayana

When took a dip in Ganga
that pink sari
imbibed a lot of Advaitha.

…glued to her skin
and lost identity…

became a mound of her mounds
curve of her curves
and dip of her dips.

I knew how euphoric that pinky felt
When dried up and separated from her
…retained her shape.