Narsimha Mehta

She Plays With The Dark One

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.