Gopalacampu 1.21.131

1.21.131

[8] tarhy eva cādhīratayā bhraman vanamālī kvacana tamāle kuṅkumālekham imam ālokayāmāsa-
ānaṅgārcir bhinnā tvad-atiśubhagāṅgāvṛta-manā
muralyāṃ rāga-śrī-parimala-kulaṃ sambhṛtavatī |
sadā śyāmāṃ kāntiṃ diśī vidiśi cābhāvayamato
mayāptaṃ kṛṣṇatvaṃ tad api na hi kṛṣṇa tvam abhitaḥ || [śikhariṇī]

Just then, wandering restlessly, the garlanded Lord saw this inscription in saffron on a certain tamāla tree:
“Pierced by the flames of Love, my mind absorbed in Your exceedingly lovely limbs,
I held in the flute the multitude of the fragrances of the beauty of passion;
always I contemplated Your dark splendor in every direction,
and so blackness (kṛṣṇatva) has been acquired by me; yet even so, O Kṛṣṇa, You are nowhere around.”