Classic Poem

I said, “If I come to thee, wilt thou greet me with a kiss?”
Said she, “Hast thou a thousand heads that thou askest this of me?”
I said, “Thy raven tresses are like so many black cobras.”
Said she, “Why trust thyself within the cobra's reach?”
I said, “In what fashion then shall I approach thee?”
Said she, “Without sword can head parted be from body?”
I said, “I ever wander in distraction in thy search!”
Said she, “Wise art thou, why then thus disgrace thyself?”
I said, “But for a moment let us two be happy together.”
Said she, “Where are those others in whose company thou wast pleased?”
I said, “Proud as thou art, know that there is God that sees thee.”
Said she, “If I am proud, what to thee? Why talk so loudly?”
I said, “I am the lover of that lovely face of thine.”
Said she, “For God's sake why thus thrust thy love on me?”
I said, “If I die at thy door it is thy doing.”
Said she, “Would that thou diedst so my dogs would cease from barking.”
I said, “It is naught thou knowest of the love that I bear to thee.”
Said she, “What care for love the men of the Khatak tribe?”