। ॥
In plain words
O Kāmākṣī, your sidelong glance is like a dark rain cloud, taking away torment and putting the lotus beneath it. But the cloud is friends only with the lightning, which shines for a moment; your glance shows a light that never ends.
Word for word
A dark cloud like, your, torment-removing, Kāmākṣī, puṣkara puts below, the glance; the former only with momentary-lustre reaches friendship; the other however lasting-lustre makes manifest.