“Thine arms are tapering as two ivory tusks, and thy armpits are two mouths.”
“Mine arms are tapering as two lily-stalks and my fingers hang therefrom like five petals.”
“Thy thighs are two white elephants’ trunks. They bear thy feet like two red flowers.”
“My feet are two nenuphar-leaves upon the water: My thighs are two bursting nenuphar buds.”
“Thy breasts are two silver bucklers with cusps steeped in blood.”
“My breasts are the moon and the reflection of the moon and the water.”
Huddled against the wall, Djala bethought herself of the love-songs of India.