أرقَّ نسيمَ الصبا عَرْفُهُ

وراقَ قضيبَ النقا عِطفُهُ

More delicate than the east wind is his fragrance,

and his supple sway charmed the dune’s slender bough.

ومرَّ بنا يتهادى وقد

نَضا سيفَ أجفانِهِ طَرْفُهُ

He passed by us, swaying languidly, while

his glance unsheathed the sword of his eyelids.

ومرَّ لمبسمهِ راحةً

فخلتُ الأقاحَ دنا قَطْفُهُ

And a palm moved toward his smiling mouth;

I fancied the daisies were close to being plucked.

أشار لتقلبيها في السَّلام

فقال فمي ليتني كَفُّهُ

He gestured toward kissing it in greeting,

and my mouth said, “Would that I were his palm.”