Two emperors, majestic and fiery

Overseeing their territories, royally. 

One blazing outside,

Another, ready to charge upon me. 

I sit in the second one’s company

Expectant, in awe of his aura

Awaiting the boon of delight

That is the largesse of royalty. 

I admire his golden skin

Shiny, smooth, splendid

Holding the imperial flesh 

In its brilliant brocade, within. 

Competing with the one yonder

His regal confidence

Complete in luscious resplendence  

Compelling his subjects to surrender. 

His fragrance fills my senses 

Savouring his glorious whiff;

With a hedonistic, restrained joy,

Juicy bygone memories, I relive. 

He finally blesses me indulgently

I close my eyes in bliss

My soul drenched and satiated. 

I taste his promised ecstasy. 

Stirring oppositions, that’s his company

Indulgent desire with gratification 

Distancing kin from kin, 

Making mothers sin in gluttony. 

O magnificent Mangifera!

I sit intoxicated, whetted and dry...

Do I have a piece of sun in my mouth

Or is it that

A part of the maharajah rules the sky?