to immerse in the ocean of your love.
Give me a birth,
to loll upon the warmth of your bosom.

I will emerge as a radiant dawn,
to bask your tender body.
I will emerge as a full moon,
to take up the warmth of your loving heart.

Write a war epic of love with your lips,
which bleed with the blood of love.
You sprawl to me,
like Krishna’s celestial dance, ‘Rasa lila’,
And, make me a sculpture of love,
a masterpiece that beats with love.