With a mud *** on her waist
Walks the beauty in his thoughts
Grazing cattle in a meadow
Playing his flute of love
Awaiting to see the coyness in her eyes
Hearing the music of her anklets
Blooms a mystic smile on his lips
Swapping hearts of devotion
Sitting under a banyan tree
Languidly lying on his shoulder
Relishing his romanticising music of love
Forgetting the world encircling them
Lost in a heaven of divinity
When the Peacock spreading
Its colourful wings of portiere !