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She embraces, pleads, kisses, looks, and touches with love, reminiscing every moment of past joys.
O bee, you hug jasmine, kiss lotuses, and kick the mango creeper—why this cruelty in love?
You are embraced by victory in the final battle—bestow your blessings, O hero, as whispers of hope echo in our ears.
Drunken and rich, they stagger embracing strangers, speaking gibberish like fools on the road.
The sun embraces east, glances west, and dips into the ocean at dusk—his day ends through union with the elements.
Awakening a sleepy beloved through sweet whispers and tender looks—that moment is the true fruit of youth.
In a temple of joy, the beloved woman with deer-eyes and full breasts embraces her lover, bringing endless bliss.
O friend, your cheeks shine like golden mirrors—reflections of Cupid’s pride, crafted by Brahma himself.
O girl, do not foolishly offer Bali to him—he is unworthy. Only the innocent cuckoos are fooled thus.
"Aali" is a divine herb with fine thorns—drinking its extract removes poison from the body.
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