إنه من علامةِ العشَّاقِ

اصفرارُ الوجوهِ عند التلاقي

It is a sign of lovers

When faces turn pale upon meeting

وانقطاعٌ يكونُ من غير عيٍّ

وَوَلوعٌ بالصمتِ والإطراق

And there is disconnect though nothing is wrong

And ache in silence and lowering of gaze

وقف الشوق بي فلما تبدَّى

عُرفَت فيه رغبةُ المشتاق

When longing paused in me and then appeared

It revealed in it the yearning of the ardent lover

فتماسكتُ بعد ما أن أجلتُ ال

رأي بين الوقوف والانطلاق

So I restrained myself after I had glanced

With no opinion between standing still or moving on

لم تُسلِّمْ فسلَّمتْ لحظاتٌ

مخبراتٌ عن شدة الاشتياق

You did not greet so fleeting moments greeted

Informing of intensity of yearning

وإذا ما السلامُ ضنَّت به الأل

سنُ كان السلامُ بالأحداق

And when the lips became stingy with greeting

The greeting was in the glances