Desire is the cause of suffering
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Kima, my dearest love, shuts her kohled eyes in delight.
In another's arms, mine enemy makes her delight.

She looks away from my face, knowing my true longing.
Kama, please, bless this love I desire to relight.

They will lay fragrant piles of white lilies on my pyre
My desire was as sharp as his sudden knife, tonight.