Along every edge, on every side, rows of jewels were set. Such dazzling light streamed from them that the eyes could not bear to look. His earrings swayed; priceless pearls touched his cheeks. Two splendid jeweled chains shone in dazzling brilliance. The cruel, forceful jeweled ornaments plundered the lives of the young women; rays burst from them in both directions like the sharp darts of Kama.
His eyes were crimson, dark with collyrium, intoxicating and utterly extraordinary. They were so lovely and compelling that no other sight could hold one's gaze. Filled with love's many colors and steeped in passion's rasa, they moved in their own proud way. They seemed like Kama's two armies: whoever looked upon them was struck down.
How could one describe the lovely tilak upon his broad brow? It was like lightning firmly set within a fresh dark cloud. Between his crimson lips, his two rows of teeth flashed like lightning; when he faced any direction and spoke with joy, marvelous splendor spread everywhere.
Upon his radiant dark body glittered a gold-brocaded robe; dark edging adorned its hem, studded with rows of precious jewels. A beautifully gathered yellow sash wrapped regally around his waist. A fresh sacred thread, worth millions, shone with incomparable dignity. Millions of pearls hung from its ends, with fine fringes along the borders. So light and delicate was it that it scarcely seemed to weigh upon him; every woman who saw it yearned for him. Beneath the vermilion jewel at his throat lay many necklaces of precious stones. Strings of gems shone upon his beautiful neck and arms, stealing the heart at a glance.