Gita Govinda 2.10.5

2.10.5

Though resembling a blue water-lily, O slender one, your eye
assumes the form of a red lotus;
if you redden Kṛṣṇa with the arrows of the flower-arrowed god,
that is only fitting!
O beloved of charming nature, abandon your groundless pride toward me!
At once the fire of Madana burns my heart;
grant me the drink of the honey from your lotus mouth!