The Heart’s Cave
And there, his Beloved sees him,
in the cool womb of Jabal al-Noor.
The hidden moon of the seashell,
faint blush, like the lips of a peony—
a pearl, waiting to be found.
Suddenly, a spring of longing blossoms
in the eyes of his Beloved.
He says, ‘Read!’
for each letter I write
is a revelation of my love for you,
that none but the cave
of your heart
could foster.
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