كَتَبْتُ لها أَنَّني عاشِقٌ
عَلى مُهْرَقِ الكَتْمِ بالناظِرِ
I wrote to her that I am a lover
On the brink of concealing with my gaze
فَرَدَّتْ عليَّ جَوابَ الهَوى
بِأَحْوَر في مائِهِ حائِرِ
She replied to me with the answer of passion
With the most beautiful eyes lost in their water
مُنَعَّمةٌ نَطَقَتْ بالجُفُون
فدَلَّتْ على دِقَّة الخاطِرِ
Graceful, she spoke with her eyelids
Indicating the gentleness of her thoughts
كأَنَّ فؤادِي إِذا أَعْرَضَتْ
تَعَلَّقَ في مخْلَبَيْ طائِرِ
As if my heart, when she turns away
Is caught in the talons of a bird