Anoint her now, with turmeric's gold,
And bathe her form, a story told.
Anoint her now, with oil's embrace,
Let radiant light illuminate her face.
Anoint her now, with turmeric's gleam,
And watch her beauty brightly beam.
Our bride, a fragment of the moon,
A moonlit shard, arriving soon.
A fragment of the moon so fair,
Her face a bloom beyond compare.
Her face, a petal, soft and bright,
Adorn her now with purest light.
Let gold arise, a vision true,
And bathe her form anew.
Anoint her now, with turmeric's gold,
And bathe her form, a story told.
Anoint her now, with oil's embrace,
Let radiant light illuminate her face.
Anoint her now, with turmeric's gleam,
And watch her beauty brightly beam.
Her arms, like branches, blossom-laden,
Branches blooming, never fading.
Her arms, a garland, softly sway,
Our fragile bride, in sweet array.
So tender, she, our dearest one,
With saffron's touch, the work is done.
And bathe her form anew.
Anoint her now, with turmeric's gold,
And bathe her form, a story told.
Anoint her now, with oil's embrace,
Let radiant light illuminate her face.
Anoint her now, with turmeric's gleam,
And watch her beauty brightly beam.
Turmeric, sisters, let it be,
Embrace her, set her spirit free.
Embrace her, let the blessings flow,
Her life's garden starts to grow.
Her life, a garden, sweet perfume,
Embrace her, banish every gloom.
Let holy turmeric be applied,
And bathe her form, a vision to confide.
Anoint her now, with turmeric's gold,
And bathe her form, a story told.
Anoint her now, with oil's embrace,
Let radiant light illuminate her face.
Anoint her now, with turmeric's gleam,
And watch her beauty brightly beam.
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