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The thighs of the deer-eyed lady, wrapped in fluttering garments, resemble golden victory pillars raised by Love's conquest.
Every limb of the slender young woman opens like poetry — her hips stretch, thighs curve, waist narrows, and lips glisten with youthful radiance.
Her thighs are like plantain stalks, hips like stone-slabs, bosom like paired pots struck with ecstasy — her face, moon-like, gleams with radiance.
Her thighs are soft banana stems, her waist the sacred altar, her bosom twin golden pitchers — ready for the coronation of Love’s prince.
Her elephantine thighs defeat even strong arms in beauty. Modesty makes her hide her face behind earrings as if guarding its divine charm.
With her eyes resting at the base of her lover’s thighs and her hair tousled in passion, the skillful woman affectionately kisses his charming face du...
Those who adorned their lover’s thighs with restless eyes and kumuda garlands now rightly earned titles as warriors of Cupid — the god of love.
Her thighs are plantains, eyes are lotuses, hair is moss, face is the moon, speech nectar, waist a lotus-stem, and even her fingers like leaves — trul...
Her thighs are like banana stalks, arms like creepers, breasts are lotus-shaped — the garden of her youth is created for Cupid’s play.
Resting the head upon the lap of one’s beloved, fanned by her soft arms, one may receive supreme wisdom — as if not from Kashi, but here itself.
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