A woman in a blue dress standing in front of a waterfall

Her eyes are like lotus petals, Her face shines like the moon, Her hair cascades down her back, Like a waterfall in June. Her lips are like ripe cherries, Her skin soft as a rose, Her voice is like sweet nectar, That overflows and flows. She wears a dress of blue silk, Adorned with pearls and gold, And when she dances in the grove, The beauty does unfold. She is the queen of Vrindavan, The goddess of love divine, And when you see her radiant form, Your heart will surely shine.
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Her eyes are like lotus petals
,
Her face shines like the moon
,
Her hair cascades down her back
,
Like a waterfall in June
.
Her lips are like ripe cherries
,
Her skin soft as a rose
,
Her voice is like sweet nectar
,
That overflows and flows
.
She wears a dress of blue silk
,
Adorned with pearls and gold
,
And when she dances in the grove
,
The beauty does unfold
.
She is the queen of Vrindavan
,
The goddess of love divine
,
And when you see her radiant form
,
Your heart will surely shine
.
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