by Ibn Arabi
If what she says is true
And she feels for me
The obsessive desire
That I feel for her,
Then, in the sweltering heat of noon,
In her tent, in secret,
We will meet
To fulfill the promise completely...
We will reveal the passion
We feel one for the other
As well as the harshness of the trial
And the pains of ecstasy.
Last updated April 02, 2011