Gitagovinda 2.11.11

2.11.11

Casting collyrium upon their eyes, clusters of tāpiccha blooms on their ears, / a garland of dark lotuses on their heads, and musk-leaf patterns on their breasts, / the darkness, like a lovely blue cloak, embraces limb by limb / the beautiful women whose hearts hasten to the amorous rendezvous with their artful lovers all around the arbor, O friend.