If mind is overheated, it's Your fault

(2188)  Eso snigdha shiitala pavane

Please arrive on a mild and cooling breeze
At the sound of my psychic honeybee.
Open the door to my house and appear
With eyes honey-coated and smiling.

Awaiting Thee, I am seated;
Daytime passes, ever counting moments.
Nighttime thickens and brings frustration;
Lying down is he, the darkness aggrieved.

Having been told that he loves You, please remain,
His being kept remote is Your blame.
No matter if I love or not; with me You don't communicate,
Lying abed, in dream-state, or after waking.

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