186 Still I recall the physic of my life, That languid body in its golden charm; She was uneasy for her modesty And passion made her tremble with alarm^ Till gradually as 1 pressed limb to limb My fervent kisses made her senses swim. Still I recall her sweet tenacity In pleasured sport, the battle without arms, In which we varied our embraces as We rose and fell, and struck with open palms, Till teeth pressed into lips, and raking nails Left drops of blood to mark out scarlet trails. Still in no other fashion can I live, Nor other profit in this life can find Than in enjoyment of love^ ecstasies Shared with the dearest of her gentle kind. Death only, brother, can my pain allay, So cut me off, I plead, without delay. Still Visn^s tortoise back upholds the earth As when the gods for nectar churned the seas; Poison and fire then threatened all the world; One Siva drank and still will not release, One Ocean still retains within his deep; For what the noble have made theirs, they keep.