In this bangled beauty dwell
The joys of sight sound touch taste smell.
The cure for ailment is somewhere
For fair maid's ill she is the cure.
is lotus-eyed lord's heaven so sweet
As sleep in lover's arms so soft?
Away it burns and cools anear
Where from did she get this fire?
The arms of my flower-tressed maid
Whatever 1 wish that that accord.
My simple maid has nectar arms
Each embrace brings life-thrilling charms
Ah the embrace of this fair dame
Is like sharing one's food at home.
Joy is the fast embrace that doth
Not admit e'en air between both.
Sulking, feeling and clasping fast
These three are sweets of lover's tryst.
As knowledge reveals past ignorance
So is the belle as love gets close
EMBRACE BLISS
