। ॥
In plain words
O Kāmākṣī, it is strange that your sidelong looks, ever bathed in the ocean of love, should again and again feed the fire of Manmatha in the mind of Māra's foe, as if they were a heap of fuel.
Word for word
Love-ocean-ever-bathed, strange, Kāmākṣī, your glance-looks kindle repeatedly in the fuel-heap way of the Māra-foe in the mind the Manmatha-fire.