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What shall I say anymore? You have already claimed my ways, my words and my dance as lust. You are dear to me, Yet I wish I could show you the mirror.
You claim you know me well. See the mirror my friend. It has always shown one shade. There is a whole palette left to be seen. How can you truly see me then?
I will still write and describe the sweet love making between two lovers. I shall talk about the comforting caress of a lover on a full moon night. I will enact as a nayika sneaking in the New moon night for her beloved.
The veil shall come undone. The shades will make a painting. Nothing would be hidden. For hope still remains one day you will realize.
What more will my ears hear? "Impure, arousing, enticing and lusty." My hips shall swing with the beat As the ankle bells jingle in delight. Let my eyes be glazed with passion. I have nothing to fear from For I have always been pious in my heart.
"Sensuality is beautiful." You only have to make fun of it. You desire it yet you are ashamed. By taunting me what treasure shall you gain?
"Those are nothing but lust!" You never really understood Kama. They shall be sinuous and impure, isn't it? Dear friend, how will you go to Liberation without desire?
One day I will remove the veil. I hope you see the beautiful painting too. I hope one day you see me what I have always been. Till then let me be a complicated mystery for you.
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This is something I always wanted to talk about. I don't know how well did I explain. It's even a bit biographical.
