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Fortunate are those who savor the nectar of the lips of brides, exhausted from love-play, with loosened hair, half-closed eyes, and sweat-laden cheeks...
The beloved woman, adorned with ornaments and sounding anklets, hesitates in nervous excitement. If you approach with love, O innocent one, why fear t...
With a serpent on his chest, fire on his forehead, the moon on his head, and Ganga in his matted hair — what secret remains of Shiva that is hidden ev...
Who has ever embraced Murāri (Krishna) as tightly, or delighted in his lotus-scented chest? Poets wonder whether even epic meters can describe such di...
When the lover loses himself in the sight of the beloved's breast-marked chest, he recalls promises of old and tries to draw her hand with jingling ba...
Divine damsels overwhelmed by Cupid’s glance drop their garlands and sing of your merciful gaze, O Shiva, which carries compassion even in destruction...
The warriors praised, rejoiced, and offered themselves repeatedly in the battle — a poetic play of alliterative sounds expressing warlike ecstasy.
Her navel lake is so enchanting it resembles the whorl of a lotus, her hair curls like vines, her music enchants like divine rhythm — a celebration of...
Various types of horses — from foreign breeds to native ones — are listed, showing the diversity and classification of noble steeds.
The youthful chest of the gazelle-eyed lady stirs the universe with its fullness and grace, surpassing even Cupid’s might — what remains to conquer?
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