Musings

Enchanting soul, your visage unveils so slow,

Like timid luna that falters from veiling cloud;

As youth in me awakes, you now bestow

A modest mercy, half-hidden, not too proud.

I wake at midnight—O angel dear, let me rest;

Through hasty hours I scan my drained day.

What heavy horror upon your mind is pressed,

To seal your lips and whisk your words away?

I stand ensnared by musings the world has sown,

While you speak sweet of spring’s arriving roam;

Your heart lives light, on trembling dewlight grown,

Still rain brings no such fullness to my home.

You chide love’s name, and fright its rising flame,

But from that fright, I craft love’s hallowed name.

-----Affaq

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