1. No harm from one who visited when night's wings unfolded,
The horizon is lined with blackness because of him.

2. Had he visited me at dawn in its blazing sun,
With its color so dazzling on extended plain.

3. How did he find his way to me in the night's shirt
When at dawn one finds no way?

4. Your tryst with me you missed, in an empty visit;
How did you keep it without even appointing a time?

5. It was no doing of yours: you added nothing to me
In sleep beyond what was already in my hand.

6. The many nights delude me into thinking
My body shares its couch on outspread carpet.

7. Till dawn, when its first light appears,
I am where the farthest mirage had been.

8. And my heart - desire itself - visited
The edge of my inflamed and bloodshot eye.