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Some are capable of curing the fever caused by poison when one eats or drinks them or smears them on the body; but the magic creeper can bring one back to life even when it stays at home.*

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Don’t you remember her—hair swinging to and fro, bells tinkling on her bouncing midriff, as if she were the staff of Kama’s fly-whisk—when she made love to you in the male position?*

With your eyes you touch your ears ⋮ surpass Kama; you have made three folds on your belly ⋮ triply surpassed Bali; thus you surpass everyone in generosity. But, you shapely girl, you are embarrassed to offer your body ⋮ even a little!*

Eager for special love-play—being abused, kicked, and pulled by the hair—he never taught his woman the moral lesson that a husband is a woman’s guru.

He came from behind when I was not watching my rear and ravished me, unable even to tolerate my undergarment, so I was like a beggar cheated by a cowry shell when he has failed to check its back.*

One leg bent at the knee, one thigh slightly turned and raised, covering half the other thigh, her navel becoming visible every time her stomach rises in rhythm with her breathing—this is the way that a lovely girl sleeps.*