Confusion

I have watched him grow bigger
And higher against pale shadows
Growing out of need for my love.
He grew out of his muddy boots
Out in a field , with halo of hair.

I recall he sat by me years ago
In a shy row of a wedding feast
Wearing the early Krishna smile.
The smile has since transformed
To a snigger in the curve of lips
Leaving me confused about love.

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