For lovers, every single glance of the beloved (the slayer) is like a dagger and a lethal blade.
In this couplet, the poet playfully casts the beloved as a charming 'slayer' whose every glance acts like a razor-sharp dagger aimed straight at the heart. Love is portrayed as a daring gamble, where even a passing look holds the lethal power to unravel the lover completely. Yet, far from running from this danger, the true lover welcomes the wound, cherishing the fatal beauty of being destroyed by the beloved's eyes.
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