Desire for Reunion
To please with the thought and delight with the sight, Belongs not to liquor but love. Where love is as large as a palm tree, Even millet of sulk is misplaced. Let him neglect me and do what he will. My eyes will not rest till they see him. My friend, I went all set to quarrel, But my heart forgot and clasped him. Like eyes that can’t see the painting brush, I don’t see his faults when I see him. When I see him I see no faults, and when I don't, I see nothing but faults! It is folly to plunge into a known raging stream. Likewise, why sulk and plumb known lies? The drunkard seeks wine knowing well its shame; So does your bosom to me, O thief! Love is more delicate than flower; Not many handle it properly. Though hostile in the eyes, she was faster than me To break down and unite.