Gita Govinda 1.10.14

This lower lip is kin to the radiance of the bandhūka blossom; your cheek is smooth, with the glow of the madhūka, passionate woman; your eye shines, dispelling the splendor of the blue lotus; / your nose approaches the rank of the sesame flower, woman of jasmine-like teeth! Beloved, by waiting upon your face, that god armed with flowers generally conquers the universe.

NOTE: {Variant reading preserved in the commentary: senayā.}