Gathering flowers,
You have built this ring of honey;
You have brought a sweetness in the psyche.
Weaving with gossamer,
You have knit love's clothing.
On attracting, You've brought near those remote;
Never did You stay forgetting even the ones close.
By Your sweet touch, by Your sweet mirth,
With sweetness You have beamed.
With tender and severe both, You are glutted;
Gentleness of You, at interior it is.
Having given hardness to the bud of lotus,
Ever have You kept enveloping.
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Your sweetness fills up my senses.
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