1. A rod erect and swaying
A dune undulating and swaying

2. Some parallel in beauty to others
But none can parallel it

3. It unleashes from the eyelids swords of glances
With which it calls hearts to joust

4. When the brocade of its face is revealed
Its drinker is like an embroiderer

5. We detract when we mention the sun near it
Wilting when the sun is mentioned

6. Continuing with rejections, its pursuer
Would that my soul ransom it from any pursuer