ومجدرٍ عذبت مراشف ثغره

فغدوت ألثمها ولست بآثم

With lips sweeter than sweet wine

I kissed them though I sinned not

مترقرقٌ ماء الجمال بوجهه

أندى وأكرم راحةً من حاتم

Beauty's water flows on his face

Fresher and more generous than Hatim

يبدو فتمحقه الأكف تناولاً

وهو الحبيب إلى النفوس العالم

I try to touch him but he disappears

He who loves souls and they love him

قسماً به وبما تجن ضلوعه

يا خير من جذبت إليه عزائمي

I swear by him and by what his ribs conceal

The best who attracted my determination

ما كنت قبل نداك ألمح شخصه

إلا بأعيادٍ لنا ومواسم

I did not before your presence discern his person

Except at our festivals and seasons

ورأيت في دار الحبيب وصيفةً

كالشمس تحمل وهي ذات قوائم

And I saw in the beloved's house a maid

Like the sun, walking on legs

وكثيرة الأحداق تحت وشاحها

شمس الظهيرة في عقود الناظم

With many glances beneath her veil

The noonday sun in the arranger's necklaces

ولربما جاءتك بين وصائفٍ

نقطن دائر وجهها بدراهم

And she may come to you among maids

Who dot the circle of her face with dirhams