The Hundred Verses of Amaru 1.168

1.168

alasavalitaiḥ premārdrārdrairmuhurmukulīkṛtaiḥ
kṣaṇamabhimukhairlajjālolairnimeṣaparāṅmukhaiḥ |
hṛdayanihitaṃ bhāvākūtaṃ vamadbhirivekṣaṇaiḥ
kathaya sukṛtī ko'yaṃ mugdhe tvayādya vilokyate ||4||(4)

Slowly rolling, deeply moist with love, repeatedly closed into buds,
for a moment turned toward [him], trembling with modesty, turned away in an instant,
with eyes as if pouring out the emotion and inner intention stored in the heart—
tell me, innocent maiden, who is this fortunate man being looked at by you today? (4)