1. The beloved gifted me a flower, pleasing and kind
Oh, his kindness, enriching his faithful servant

2. Eight petals planted a love
And stirred up passion with an age-old covenant

3. The two colors gathered for me, its color and mine
As two opposites come together, my nearness and its distance

4. Yet it contained a Raa and Jeem, its letters
I hoped its opposite would fade and go away

5. And it came, as softness hoped for from rock
And coolness for my burning breath and heart

6. I justify my heart with wishes, and how often
One saw water but cannot reach to drink it

7. For me, it’s enough from a union but words and a glance
This being the limit of chaste passion and its aim

8. And I have not seen anyone who concealed his love more
Keeping my love safe if its coolness is violated