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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Setting</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

<strong>Stars</strong><br />

I swear by <strong>the</strong> setting <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> stars<br />

And truly it is a magnificent oath, if you but knew<br />

Qur’an 56:75-76<br />

<strong>The</strong> story <strong>of</strong> longing that became recorded in this book<br />

is wholly without fault, for Hafez taught it to me.

© 2016 Oludamini<br />

All Rights Reserved

Istiādha<br />

In your lap I seek refuge, from all <strong>of</strong> my pain<br />

From all <strong>of</strong> life’s pleasures, and all <strong>of</strong> its games<br />

From all that I’ve lost, and all I have gained<br />

From all <strong>of</strong> my efforts, and all <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir strains<br />

From Heaven’s bright gardens, and from Hell’s dark<br />

flames<br />

From space and from time, and all <strong>the</strong>y contain<br />

From everything that ei<strong>the</strong>r waxes or wanes<br />

From everything that’s been touched by my stain<br />

From all words and all names and all need to explain<br />

and from you, all else is just vanity, feigned<br />


<strong>The</strong> <strong>Setting</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Stars</strong><br />

<strong>The</strong> stars all fell into your heart’s well<br />

glistening out through your night eyes<br />

<strong>The</strong> stars all whirl around you wondering<br />

at your sheer moonlight disguise<br />

<strong>The</strong> stars are set like diamond droplets<br />

in <strong>the</strong> dark sky <strong>of</strong> your hair<br />

<strong>The</strong> stars all set and fade like dewdrops<br />

when your sun-like face appears<br />

<strong>The</strong> stars are setting down behind<br />

<strong>the</strong> red horizons <strong>of</strong> your lips<br />

And I can’t stop myself staring<br />

into that beautiful eclipse<br />

And I swear all I want from life:<br />

for you to take mine with that kiss<br />


My whole world grows wan and dim without you<br />

and yet it all fades in <strong>the</strong> light within you<br />

Like a mirror that holds <strong>the</strong> Heavens in view<br />

it seems God has ga<strong>the</strong>red <strong>the</strong> cosmos in You<br />

Like mountaintop meadows, adorned with pearl dew<br />

I see <strong>the</strong> whole world reflected in You<br />

Or ra<strong>the</strong>r it’s your eyes I see all this through<br />

But no, it’s ra<strong>the</strong>r, in <strong>the</strong>m, I see you<br />

How strange, O my Shaykh, that I’m your pupil<br />

and yet, in my eyes, you are mine too<br />

My eyelids, your beds, and your comforters too<br />

but my eyes have no place to rest but in You<br />

O you with <strong>the</strong> moon’s face, and bright sun’s own hue<br />

Let me be stained, soaked and dyed all in You<br />

A dead man walking, my own life is through<br />

I’ve been washed and wrapped and buried in You<br />

Though Solomon’s wealth is legend, it’s true<br />

<strong>The</strong> mines <strong>of</strong> my mind lie buried in You<br />

This winter’s been long, but <strong>the</strong> spring blooms anew<br />

for all seasons combine in <strong>the</strong> sun within You<br />

<strong>The</strong>re’s a hole in my soul, that I lost my heart through<br />

Thank God that I finally found it in You<br />


Variation on Hafez’s Ghazal #1<br />

Hey son, pour me ano<strong>the</strong>r one<br />

for love is sweet, and my life’s done<br />

Fill up a cup with wine’s warm light<br />

my heart feels like it weighs a ton<br />

Love starts out like a melody<br />

but ends in tears, dry, without sound<br />

How can kids lying on <strong>the</strong> beach<br />

know what it’s like for we who’ve drowned?<br />

How can those who’ve yet to begin<br />

know what it’s like to face your end?<br />

To sleep upon a bed <strong>of</strong> waves<br />

beneath a sheet woven <strong>of</strong> wind<br />

In love, <strong>the</strong>re’s nothing to hold on<br />

to, save love’s self—no star, no friend<br />

so when you catch a whiff <strong>of</strong> Love<br />

or your heart beats from its far drum<br />

just drop <strong>the</strong> world, leave it behind<br />

forget yourself and come.<br />


Baye Niasse<br />

A garden <strong>of</strong> light in a desert <strong>of</strong> flame<br />

because <strong>of</strong> your love, <strong>the</strong> earth burns <strong>the</strong> same<br />

Who knew human clay could hold such fire<br />

<strong>The</strong> breath <strong>of</strong> your words makes love’s flames leap higher<br />

If not for <strong>the</strong> flood that flowed from your pen<br />

that flowed from Kosi, out to <strong>the</strong> world’s end<br />

If not for <strong>the</strong> flood that poured from your eyes<br />

and ran rivers to <strong>the</strong> beloved’s side<br />

we’d all be burnt up by your lightning sighs<br />

but still this love burns us out from inside<br />

If not for this passion you lit in our hearts<br />

we’d all be lost, drowned in your brilliant dark<br />

O where have you gone, Baye, and what have you seen?<br />

And what have you tasted, behind all our dreams?<br />

and what <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> rest <strong>of</strong> us caught in between<br />

<strong>the</strong> sunset’s last gasp and sunrise’s first gleams?<br />

When <strong>the</strong> Messenger comes, who’s his bright shadow?<br />

Who’s that who comes floating behind him like snow?<br />

Who’s back <strong>the</strong>re, black, gleaming,<br />

just like his eyelashes?<br />

Baye Niasse is, Baye Niasse is,<br />

Baye Niasse is, Baye Niasse is…<br />



Solomon’s Pool<br />

When you looked at my polished heart’s shine<br />

you just saw your own reflected in mine<br />

And baring your legs, you hiked up your soul<br />

to wade in my water, so clear and so cold<br />

But I’m too jealous to let you baptize<br />

your body in anything else but my eyes<br />

So you’ll walk on water, just like <strong>the</strong> Messiah<br />

and dance across skies, like sunset’s smooth fires<br />

You sounded <strong>the</strong> depths, and to your surprise<br />

found it but a trick to uncover your thighs<br />

<strong>The</strong> clo<strong>the</strong>s that you bought, all <strong>the</strong> things that you thought<br />

in my mirror’s undertow, are all swept aside<br />

And so now you walk with my heart underfoot<br />

we’re all alone, lift up your head, love, and look<br />

Let me lift <strong>of</strong>f that veil, since it’s just you and I<br />

it’s cold out <strong>the</strong>re darling, come into my eyes…<br />


<strong>The</strong> lawh <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> lovers<br />

is covered with signs<br />

its ink always running,<br />

edges scorched by sighs<br />

watered by poor eyes<br />

that never run dry<br />

it sprouts out new branches<br />

that bloom as <strong>the</strong>y die<br />

It carves its name in<br />

lovers who pass by<br />

and inscribes <strong>the</strong>ir names<br />

into sunset skies<br />

<strong>The</strong> lawh <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> lovers<br />

is covered with signs<br />

And no one can tell<br />

what’s hidden inside.<br />



What's in a name?<br />

A ripple on a river <strong>of</strong> ink<br />

reflecting a constellation above<br />

A wave upon an ocean <strong>of</strong> breath<br />

mirroring <strong>the</strong> sun's dazzling love<br />

My words are inky-black, hot coals<br />

blow on <strong>the</strong>m, bloom flames <strong>of</strong> all hues<br />

my thoughts are foggy, clouded mirrors<br />

brea<strong>the</strong> on <strong>the</strong>m, kiss <strong>the</strong>m, wipe <strong>the</strong>m clear<br />

<strong>the</strong>n look upon your secret truths.<br />


to read a poem is to free a bird...<br />

Within bold rhythm's bars and rhymes<br />

wait wingèd words, like souls, to fly<br />

in through your eyes, one at a time<br />

and lift your body from inside<br />

pupils dilate, locks melt like ice<br />

and birds in murmuration rise<br />

like swarms <strong>of</strong> smoke into <strong>the</strong> sky<br />

<strong>the</strong>y rise and dip and float and dive<br />

as free as light, wild as <strong>the</strong> wise<br />


When I tried to write<br />

<strong>the</strong> way you make me feel<br />

<strong>The</strong> pen broke through <strong>the</strong> paper<br />

like fruit shedding its peel<br />

When I tried to sing<br />

a song about our love<br />

my voice cracked, broken from<br />

weights mountains can’t dream <strong>of</strong><br />

When my hand touched <strong>the</strong> guitar<br />

<strong>the</strong> strings snapped like exploding stars<br />

When I tried to speak<br />

about my love to you<br />

My words were washed away<br />

by tears like morning dew<br />

<strong>the</strong>n burned up to ash<br />

by sighs hotter than noon<br />

When I tried to write<br />

my love, <strong>the</strong> paper tore<br />

<strong>the</strong> pen broke in my hand<br />

‘cause my heart had broke in yours<br />


Your black-hearted eye<br />

brought drought to my mind<br />

Where words once had flowed<br />

now thought-beds run dry<br />

All poetry’s flown<br />

south to warmer climes<br />

<strong>The</strong> only rain left in my head’s from my eyes<br />

My tree has drunk deep <strong>of</strong> earth’s life and sun’s death<br />

and drunk, its cheeks flush in <strong>the</strong> shades <strong>of</strong> sun’s flesh<br />

dropping, like cares, its aeons <strong>of</strong> sunsets<br />

and wafting haikus on <strong>the</strong> weight <strong>of</strong> sun’s breath<br />

and fastening earth’s glories around <strong>the</strong> sun’s neck<br />



Laylah Mubarakah<br />

Your jealousy hid your beauty<br />

from me in everything<br />

So that I found my only rest<br />

in running after <strong>The</strong>e<br />

Every pleasure lost its taste<br />

and each joy, its colour<br />

So that I found my happy place<br />

bound up in your collar<br />

So hide me from your jealously<br />

or wrap me up in your Mercy<br />

to hide me from your Majesty<br />

or please, if you won’t set me free<br />

At least allow me to reside<br />

in <strong>the</strong> apple <strong>of</strong> your eye<br />

I’m jealous too, I want to hide<br />

all your light inside my mind<br />

But I can’t hide from you, it seems<br />

and nor can you from me<br />

How can you hide <strong>the</strong> blazing sun<br />

within skies so empty?<br />

Where can you hide your vast ocean<br />

save in <strong>the</strong> waves <strong>of</strong> my blue sea?<br />

Let’s play again this hide and seek:…<br />


…<br />

I’ll be you and you be me<br />

Ready or not, <strong>the</strong>n, here I come<br />

so much faster than 1, 2, 3…<br />

Ahh but <strong>the</strong>re you go again<br />

quicker than my eye can see<br />

But ah its so much nicer to<br />

just chill and let it be<br />

I may be you, but you’re not me<br />

and yet, somehow, I am me<br />

We’re outfits <strong>of</strong> this coy Beauty<br />

and this love’s something more than “we”<br />

I’m so jealous, I hide our love<br />

away from my own jealously<br />

And so it’s out <strong>the</strong>re all secret<br />

hidden for every one to see<br />


I've never seen my love wear clo<strong>the</strong>s<br />

she wraps herself in her hair's light<br />

that flutters in winds as she flows<br />

in brilliance darker than <strong>the</strong> night<br />

My mind melts to sweat on her skin<br />

like snowflakes o'er a dancing flame<br />

each drop, a world's enfolded in,<br />

glides, glistening round her beauty's frame<br />

Her clothing is her nakedness<br />

-but when we kiss, we close our eyes<br />

and nakedness is her clothing<br />

-As truth is only told by lies<br />

All that I gain, I forefeit<br />

my disguises, all self-portraits<br />

All I've tried to hide is opened<br />

seeds' secrets are spilled by orchids<br />

My love is wholly without shame<br />

and I likewise am shameless<br />

Because we are each o<strong>the</strong>r's clo<strong>the</strong>s<br />

we're naked still, yet blameless<br />


Your two lips bind beauty’s Qur’an<br />

your eyelashes are long koans<br />

<strong>the</strong>re’re sutras written on your skin<br />

each breath and every gasp a hymn<br />

your heartbeat is a sacred drum<br />

where all sounds go, where life comes from<br />

your hands are two golden icons<br />

that cast my bones’ divination<br />

my soul’s <strong>the</strong> sky, and you’re <strong>the</strong> sun<br />

between our breaths and our poems<br />

(between <strong>the</strong>m, though our hearts are one)<br />

are meadows where <strong>the</strong> gazelles run<br />


Have you ever felt a waterfall come crashing through your heart?<br />

and carve calligraphy like rivers running in <strong>the</strong> dark<br />

Have you ever felt your body flood with love beyond all sense?<br />

and wash away all shame and doubt, all regret and pretense<br />

Have you ever felt beauty unbearable bloom deep inside?<br />

that’s how I feel each time you lift your eyes up to meet mine<br />

Heaven's your head on a pillow<br />

resting right <strong>the</strong>re next to mine<br />

Paradise is seeing your eyes<br />

in mine in yours with mine<br />

Your eyes hold flecks <strong>of</strong> love's sun's gold<br />

and my heart is its mine<br />

and yet despite this all, thank God<br />

I'm not veiled in my mind<br />


Your scent crept in my house<br />

like a thief before <strong>the</strong> dawn<br />

I opened up my eyes<br />

and <strong>the</strong> ro<strong>of</strong> itself was gone<br />

Your perfume stole my senses<br />

and my heart, and all my mind<br />

<strong>The</strong> full moon and <strong>the</strong> bright rain<br />

were all that it left behind<br />

Well, <strong>the</strong>m, and deep down inside<br />

this sweet and glowing pain<br />

Oh how I wish that<br />

you’d come back again<br />

And just finish <strong>of</strong>f<br />

what your scent began<br />

Come steal my life and<br />

my loneliness too<br />

God above knows I’m<br />

so useless without you.<br />


Your beauty is such<br />

a strange alchemy<br />

It poured silver tears<br />

down my golden cheek<br />

Your lightning smile wrung<br />

sunlight from dark skies<br />

And loosed floods <strong>of</strong> pearls<br />

from my smoldering eyes<br />

Your face is red sun<br />

your hair, night mercury<br />

You glance made gold light<br />

<strong>of</strong> my leaden body<br />


<strong>The</strong>se bones are <strong>the</strong> wood<br />

my soul is <strong>the</strong> fire<br />

<strong>the</strong>se words are <strong>the</strong> smoke<br />

inhaled by desire<br />

<strong>The</strong> stars are your eyes<br />

reflected in sky<br />

<strong>the</strong> sun rises when<br />

your two lips meet mine<br />

<strong>The</strong> moon’s a single shining pearl<br />

hanging in your hair’s night sky<br />

and when you turn around it’s like<br />

<strong>the</strong> dawn, a flood <strong>of</strong> blinding light<br />


Your name makes prison paradise<br />

and turns poisons to points <strong>of</strong> light<br />

and melts sweet streams from mountain ice<br />

fragrant fountains <strong>of</strong> pure delight<br />

<strong>The</strong> sun and moon are naught but moths<br />

fluttering around your candle face<br />

<strong>the</strong> stars are melting, candle-like<br />

in vain envy to match your grace<br />


My eyes are turning blue<br />

from gazing at <strong>the</strong> sky<br />

my heart is burning too<br />

from longing for your eyes<br />

I wish I were <strong>the</strong> wind<br />

mingling with your sweet breath<br />

at <strong>the</strong> borders <strong>of</strong> your mouth<br />

where <strong>the</strong> sunrise meets <strong>the</strong> West<br />

I wish I were <strong>the</strong> wind<br />

running s<strong>of</strong>t hands through your hair<br />

curling round your waist<br />

tracing <strong>the</strong> secrets hidden <strong>the</strong>re<br />

I wish I were <strong>the</strong> wind<br />

carrying perfumes to you<br />

so you could brea<strong>the</strong> me in<br />

and sigh me out, scorching <strong>the</strong> moon<br />


My heart's warm cries keep me alive<br />

and if not for its rosy tears<br />

my soul would wi<strong>the</strong>r, dead and dry<br />

but while my Nile flows red as wine<br />

my body lives ev'n as it dies<br />

burning, melting, candle-like<br />

lightning bouncing twixt earth and sky<br />

reflections in each o<strong>the</strong>r's eyes<br />

Pain is pain's disguise denied<br />

with paradise hidden inside<br />

embrace it, climb atop <strong>the</strong> skies<br />

let go and kiss yourself goodbye<br />


One night my lover said to me<br />

Leave it be and flee with me<br />

And if <strong>the</strong> world rebels and raises bloodthirsty armies<br />

And if your arms should lose <strong>the</strong>ir strength and terror clutch your knees<br />

If cold fears get hold <strong>of</strong> your soul with icy hands and squeeze<br />

And when you're out <strong>of</strong> breath and time, and your eyes can barely see<br />

<strong>The</strong>n flee to me, just leave it be<br />

And if your friends' shadows should turn and become enemies<br />

And if <strong>the</strong> moon and sun should burn and fall like dying leaves<br />

And if <strong>the</strong> sky should become firm and block out all your dreams<br />

And when day's music starts to fade, and dark comes silently<br />

Come dance with me, just let it be<br />

And if your thoughts should bite and sting like swarms <strong>of</strong> angry bees<br />

And if you curse <strong>the</strong> light and want to burrow in your grief<br />

And when your soul will fight and try to keep you far from me<br />

Just set her free and come kiss me<br />

Just leave it be, run <strong>of</strong>f with me<br />

And if <strong>the</strong> moon and sun should burn and fall like dying leaves<br />

And if <strong>the</strong>ir ashes get blown out into stars by <strong>the</strong> breeze<br />

And if <strong>the</strong> books return to trees and all <strong>the</strong> words should turn to leaves<br />

And all <strong>the</strong> worlds should melt away and all <strong>the</strong> oceans freeze<br />

You'll never find me anywhere but right here on my knees<br />


<strong>The</strong> incense <strong>of</strong> my roasting heart<br />

filled up <strong>the</strong> two horizons,<br />

and drew lovers from all around<br />

<strong>the</strong> hungry and enlightened<br />

but its smoke blew <strong>the</strong>m all away<br />

like bees, love-stung and blinded<br />

and none could stand <strong>the</strong> heat but you,<br />

my heart, <strong>the</strong> flame inside it<br />


Souls scatter and shatter<br />

like light and its sparks<br />

against <strong>the</strong> sharp edges<br />

<strong>of</strong> your diamond heart<br />

How could a bright face<br />

so full <strong>of</strong> beauty<br />

be so cold and free<br />

<strong>of</strong> all sympathy<br />

How strange that I’m lost in longing for you<br />

while you always find your way into my dreams<br />

For while I’m absent from your heart it seems<br />

that you’ll be living inside mine always<br />

When your love has burned <strong>the</strong> stars from <strong>the</strong> sky<br />

My dust will dance up to be by your side<br />



Caught in between…<br />

Food’s sweet in <strong>the</strong> mouth, and <strong>the</strong>n satisfying<br />

but stuck in <strong>the</strong> throat, it’s just pain and coughing<br />

Seas have <strong>the</strong>ir pearls, and trees, <strong>the</strong>ir canopy<br />

but on beach’s deserts, I’m caught in between<br />

<strong>The</strong> wooded path beckons, <strong>the</strong> hearth’s welcoming<br />

But a locked doorway’s stoop is no place to be<br />

<strong>The</strong> knife’s sides are mirrors reflecting beauty<br />

but woe to <strong>the</strong> piece that gets caught in between<br />

Home has its comforts and as does journey’s end<br />

hardships are for those <strong>of</strong> us caught in between<br />

too warm for refreshment, but too cold for tea<br />

no light from this fire <strong>of</strong> cold and wet leaves<br />

I’m prone, paralyzed between sleep and dream<br />

‘twixt waking death’s shroud and a life <strong>of</strong> sleeping<br />

nei<strong>the</strong>r with or without you it seems I can be<br />

<strong>the</strong> sun starts to shine, but it goes on raining<br />


I’m just an upside-down shadow <strong>of</strong> yours…<br />

My shadow has never been far from my feet<br />

And you’ve been stuck in my head always<br />

My heart is where you and your shadow meet<br />

Who are you to cast shadows such as me?<br />

And what is this light that brings it to be?<br />

And where is <strong>the</strong> ground on which I am seen?<br />

and who am I to ask so impudently?<br />

I’ll just wait until noon makes one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se three.<br />


How can you always slip away in silence from my sight<br />

while you won't let anyone else join you inside my heart?<br />

How come you spun me out into this separation's night<br />

if you intend for my own end to be one with its start?<br />

In separation, what is lost? In union, what is gained?<br />

If our love burns right through <strong>the</strong> two, and our hearts share one<br />

name?<br />

If what is not should cease to be, and what is shall remain<br />

<strong>The</strong>n why shadowy sufferings, and why, my love, <strong>the</strong>se games?<br />

And why all <strong>the</strong>se diverse longings, and why this single pain?<br />

And why so many questions, when <strong>the</strong>ir answer's all <strong>the</strong> same<br />

And why all <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se why's while your beauty's so rare, so plain<br />

And why all <strong>the</strong>se complaints and lies, if truth is just your face?<br />

But "why" is talking's dying breath, just one more gasp till it gives out<br />

And silence is <strong>the</strong> narrow pass connecting my heart to your mouth<br />


<strong>The</strong> sunlight makes flowers <strong>of</strong> leaves<br />

and pours beauty on everything<br />

crack open sky’s robin’s egg blue<br />

turn <strong>the</strong> world inside out,<br />

let <strong>the</strong> sunlight yolk through<br />



O wind <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> dawn<br />

Blow into my breast<br />

Make <strong>the</strong> embers <strong>of</strong> my heart<br />

Rise up from <strong>the</strong>ir death<br />

O wind <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> dawn<br />

Blow into my breast<br />

Sway my veins and let <strong>the</strong>m shake<br />

Love's birds out from <strong>the</strong>ir nests<br />

O wind <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> dawn<br />

Blow into my breast<br />

Make my blood ripple<br />

your reflection with each breath<br />

O wind <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> dawn<br />

my heart's caught in your grasp<br />

your spirit's within<br />

whirling round inside it trapped<br />

You can't hold it in<br />

and I can't give it back<br />

whisper something in my ear<br />

take my soul with each gasp<br />


I heard, beyond sound, music<br />

a beauty without limit<br />

in her perfume's light sweetness<br />

I found a bliss infinite<br />

I tasted moonlight's cool lips<br />

erasing all my limits<br />

my senses all became one<br />

on <strong>the</strong> tip <strong>of</strong> your tongue<br />


We all long for her loveliness<br />

on earth, in skies above<br />

<strong>The</strong>re is no o<strong>the</strong>r beauty<br />

and nothing else to love<br />

I said, “all my love is yours<br />

all loves and for all time.”<br />

She said, “it’s only fitting since<br />

every beauty is mine.”<br />

Love loves Love<br />

and Love is One<br />

that is all <strong>the</strong>re is below<br />

and all <strong>the</strong>re is above<br />

“If not for you I would not know love<br />

If not for love I would not know you”<br />

but shhhh now, I’m busy falling in love with you<br />

O Majestic, my Beautiful<br />


Index <strong>of</strong> First Lines<br />

A garden <strong>of</strong> light in a desert <strong>of</strong> flame 5<br />

Food’s sweet in <strong>the</strong> mouth, and <strong>the</strong>n satisfying 30<br />

Have you ever felt a waterfall 19<br />

Heaven's your head on a pillow 19<br />

Hey son, pour me ano<strong>the</strong>r one 4<br />

How can you always slip away in silence from my sight 32<br />

How strange that I’m lost in longing for you 28<br />

I heard, beyond sound, music 36<br />

I wish I were <strong>the</strong> wind 24<br />

In your lap I seek refuge, from all <strong>of</strong> my pain 1<br />

I've never seen my love wear clo<strong>the</strong>s 17<br />

My eyes are turning blue 24<br />

My heart's warm cries keep me alive 25<br />

My shadow has never been far from my feet 31<br />

My tree has drunk deep <strong>of</strong> earth’s life and sun’s death 13<br />

My whole world grows wan and dim without you 3<br />

O wind <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> dawn 35<br />

One night my lover said to me 26<br />

Souls scatter and shatter 28<br />

<strong>The</strong> lawh <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> lovers 8<br />

<strong>The</strong> incense <strong>of</strong> my roasting heart 27<br />

<strong>The</strong> stars all fell into your heart’s well 2<br />

<strong>The</strong> sun and moon are naught but moths 23<br />

<strong>The</strong> sunlight makes flowers <strong>of</strong> leaves 33

<strong>The</strong>se bones are <strong>the</strong> wood 22<br />

We all long for her loveliness 37<br />

When you looked at my polished heart’s shine 7<br />

When I tried to write 12<br />

Within bold rhythm's bars and rhymes 11<br />

Your beauty is such 21<br />

Your black-hearted eye 13<br />

Your jealousy hid your beauty 15<br />

Your name makes prison paradise 23<br />

Your scent crept in my house 20<br />

Your two lips bind beauty’s Qur’an 18

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