Gita Govinda 2.10.8

2.10.8

Destroying the poison of Smara, an ornament for my head,
place upon me your noble, sprout-like foot!
Burning within me, fierce and red with the torment of Madana,
let it remove the perturbation caused by him!
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!