Words fall short to describe her beauty

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Words fall short to describe her beauty
nothing comes close to a thousandth of her charm
all mundane beauty bows down in shame
Upon beholding her exquisite transcendental form

The moon appears to be ashamed
the lotuses look withered when compared
molten gold is the closest we can get
but yet it falls short to describe her beauty

With locks appearing like buzzing bees
her nose as splendid as a sesame flower
beautiful lips as red as bandhuka blossoms
her face is the reservoir of all beauty

Sri Krishna drinks deeply this nectar
and intoxicated by love for his beloved
he remains forever controlled by her
unable to leave her for even a second