وعسكريٍّ كلما رُمتُه

جرّد لي حُبَّ مُلاحاتِه

A soldier, whenever I aim at him

Bares for me the charm of his prowess

آراءُ قلبي منه خفّاقةٌ

كأنها من بعضِ راياتِه

The views of my heart because of him flutter

As if they were some of his flags

عُلِّقتُه بدراً ولكنّهُ

صيّرَ خوضَ الهولِ هالاتِه

I compared him to a full moon but he

Made entering frightful wars his habit

كأنّما ألحاظُه علّمَتْ

من فيك غاراتِ غاراتِه

As if his glances had taught

Those in you the caves of his caves