One day you will see me sprawled in the tavern
my turban pawned, my prayer rug stained with wine.
Intoxicated with the teasing kiss of my beloved
I see his curls dancing on the palm of my hand.
Rested, he is tempting me to stay awake
and feast with him till dawn.
How blessed I am that this charmer
entices my spirit away from this world.
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