Twin Hills - Poem by Vidyapati Thakur
Her hair dense as darkness,
Her face rich as the full moon:
Couched in a seat of love.
Her eyes rival lotuses.
Seeing that girl today,
My eager heart
Is driven by desire.
Innocence and beauty
Adore her fair skin.
Her gold necklace
On the twin hills,
Her breasts ….,
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