Padukasahasra 22.12

22.12

viharati pulineṣu tvatsakhe raṅganāthe kanakasaridiyaṃ te pāduke hemadhāmnā |
vahati salilakelīsrastacolāvarodha-stanakalaśaharidrāpaṅkapiṅgāmavasthām ||

When your companion, Raṅganātha, disports upon the sandbanks,
this golden river, O sandal, through your golden radiance,
assumes a condition tawny with the turmeric paste from the jar-like breasts
of the Cola women’s inner apartments, washed off during water sports.