This yearning love comes from the Apsaras, the victorious, imbued with victory. Ye gods, send forth the yearning love: May yonder man burn after me!
My wish is: He shall long for me, devoted he shall long for me! Ye gods, send forth the yearning love: May yonder man burn after me!
That yonder man shall long for me, but I for him nevermore, ye gods, send forth the yearning love: May yonder man burn after me!
Do ye, O Maruts, intoxicate him with love; do thou, O mid-air, intoxicate him; do thou, O Agni, intoxicate him! May yonder man burn after me!
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Thoughts from a Lovesick Witch
PoetryA twenty-first century youthful mage, so as considered desperate for true love and affection, writes her thoughts and chants about the manifestations casted under her accountability in hopes to improve her love seeking.
