In the Arab House
The deep blue of the earth
tempted me, and I came.
It was an Arab house
dedicated by wind to eloquent silence.
I wished goodnight to the grasses of the garden,
then went away.
A woman awaits me.
She has fixed a spear at the threshold of the tent,
completed her beauty rituals, lain down
on the sands, and slept.
As I move toward her in the dream,
the star of the guest will see me
and follow my steps.
" Sir, oh Sir,
you who stealthily came to me in the dream,
spread out in my body —
the morning star has entered our tent
and alighted in the mirror of frothing days. "
tempted me, and I came.
It was an Arab house
dedicated by wind to eloquent silence.
I wished goodnight to the grasses of the garden,
then went away.
A woman awaits me.
She has fixed a spear at the threshold of the tent,
completed her beauty rituals, lain down
on the sands, and slept.
As I move toward her in the dream,
the star of the guest will see me
and follow my steps.
" Sir, oh Sir,
you who stealthily came to me in the dream,
spread out in my body —
the morning star has entered our tent
and alighted in the mirror of frothing days. "
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