O Radha, My Love, My all

How sense-delightful she is!
How she excites me!
Her form so touch-warming,
Drives me to ecstasy.

Her eyes, desire-flames of love
Lead me to seek
More and more of her nectar
From her breast-peak.

How breeze-soft her fair face!
How my lips long to kiss.
O Radha, my love, my all.
O how much I miss.

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