Surrendered veil

I helped her feel as ugly as she ever felt
and vunrable she never opted –
for then I laid a kiss upon her head to let her know I was besotted.

She cried salt and sugar
and next she didn’t expect
upon my shoulder is where I put her
Her beauty she never had to reflect.

Shantanu And Matsyagandha –
Raja Ravi Varma, 1890

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