She Plays With The Dark One Poem by Narsinh Mehta

She plays with the dark one, her sweet anklets chime.
In full bloom of her youth, she goes to meet Mohan
Maddened with desire!
She plays with the dark one, her sweet anklets chime.

She looks gorgeous in her ravishing blue garments
She has the gait of a swan in her walk
Her choli firm on her breasts
Threatens the honor even of adept!
She plays with the dark one, her sweet anklets chime.

Teeming with immense love, she approaches the bed
Puts her pretty arms tenderly around his neck
Lightly Narsaiyya's lord takes her close to his chest
And with unlimited joy she celebrates the night!
She plays with the dark one, her sweet anklets chime.