Am I wrong?

Chandra B. Bhandari,
Beldangi-I

An Aphrodite attired in the gown of nature,
Unaware of her semi-veiled nudity
Like Sri Krishna while amongst his maidens,
Does bloom uninvited in my garden while at night,
And with a smile more as known than an unknown,
I welcome her as the wintery sun in the chill,
But she sounds silence unlike the Christ,
And shows her divine fruits like Adam’s apple,
And I go very humane as did Adam.