Longing

Touch this body, touch it again — make me sacred.
Touch my entire soul, return my chastity to me.
Before all the neighbors, smear vermillion on my cheeks and make me...
make me a woman of shame!

O beloved, drink in every fold of this body with your eyes —
tonight, let your virtue diminish a little.
To survive, I too must gather a handful of sins!

What would I do with all this purity, if
those two hands of yours never touch this body at all?

Tell me, for what greed should I preserve my maidenhood?
So they can all worship me together? Worship the virgin?
I don't care a fig for all that!
I am a virgin, I admit that much; but my identity—
I belong to you alone, whatever you do to me!

We two have been drenched in each other's tears...!
My sari's edge is soaked through with your tears,
every hair on your chest is wet with mine!
The moment I rest my head on that chest,
it feels as if I've just finished bathing in the Ganges!

Come, hold me close.
I have come to give myself to you!
Whatever was mine, whatever I have — it's all yours!
Wrap me up completely in your arms!

Blend me with yourself,
let me touch your sweat,
let your body tangle with mine now!

Come, let's make a magnificent chaos
of our two hearts tonight!