Kural 1108 · வீழும் இருவர்க்கு இனிதே வளியிடை
For two who love each other, the embrace is sweet in which not even air can pass between and part them.
The Eighteen Lesser Texts, including the Thirukkural.
For two who love each other, the embrace is sweet in which not even air can pass between and part them.
Quarrel, understanding and union: these are the fruit gained by those who have joined in love.
As one sees one's ignorance the more one learns, so with the lady of fine ornaments, love grows each time one draws close.
Long live you, delicate anicham flower! The woman I love is softer even than you.
O my heart, whenever you see a flower you are dazed, thinking it resembles her eyes. Can a flower that everyone sees ever match her eyes?
Her body is like a tender sprout, her smile like pearls, her breath carries a natural fragrance, her kohl-lined eyes are sharp as a spear, and her shoulders are like bamboo.
If the blue water lily sees the woman of fine jewels, it hangs its head and looks at the ground, ashamed that it cannot equal her eyes.
She has put on anicham flowers without removing their stalks. Her slender waist cannot bear even that weight; the drums of good omen will not sound, only those of mourning.
The stars, unable to tell which is the moon and which is this young woman's face, are confused and wander from their places.
The shining moon, which waxes from waning, bears a stain. Does the face of this lady have any such stain?