Gitagovinda 2.11.27

2.11.27

Who awakened passion for amorous pleasure with his captivating face, where tremulous corners of the eyes moved, / like a pool in autumn where a pair of wagtails play within the center of a blooming lotus— / she gazed upon Hari, devoted to a single aesthetic flavor, his amorous dalliance long desired, / his face mastered by intense joy, an abode of the Bodiless One.