فَنَزَّهتُ طَرفي في طَرائِفِ حُسنِهِ

وَأَسكَنتُ حُبّي ظِلَّ جَنَّةِ عَدنِهِ

I averted my eyes in the charms of his beauty,

And I housed my love in the shade of the garden of Eden.

وَلَم يَنعَطِف يَوماً كعَطفَةِ صُدغِهِ

عَلى خَدِّهِ أَو مِثلِ عَطفَةِ غُصنِهِ

Never did he turn like the twist of his cheekbone

On his cheek, or like the twist of his branch.

وَما هُوَ إِلّا البدر في قُربِ نورِهِ

وفي بُعدِ مَرآهُ وَفي قَدرِ سِنِّهِ

He is but the full moon in the nearness of his light,

In the distance his mirror, and in his maturity his prime.

وَلَم أَنتَفِع مِن حُسنِهِ بِيَقينِهِ

لَدَيهِ وَأَخشى مَن عَفائي بِظَنِّهِ

I gained no benefit from his beauty with the certainty in him,

And I fear from my neglect with his assumption.

وَيُذكِرُني صَبري بِرِقَّةِ خَصرِهِ

وَيُذكِرُني عَزمي بِفَترَةِ جَفنِهِ

My patience reminds me of the slenderness of his waist,

And my determination reminds me of the languor of his eyelid.