With smiling delight are You in moonlit splendor;
To the realm of form You had come.
With many a flash every second,
You had lavished heaps of love.
In wanting You had been ardor;
Upon getting You, satiated the mind was.
On taking You, the stream of thought,
Dancing, it rushes on with a roar.
Having mused on You, mind's peacock gambols;
In Your realization is ideation's completion.
With the wine of sweetness on a conceited one,
You went on sustaining a golden waterfall.
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And so my age-old thirst, at last it has been quenched.
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