Ecstasy

ECSTASY O morning breeze of West and South Asia Let my soul sip sherbet From your breasts like lily of the Incas Nightingale of the night, The aroma of your voice, So sweet and soothing as the Messiah's breath Is the seven goddesses of Hellenistic World's melody And your sable tresses , Full of Flowers of Taif Whose fragrance, Is the royal perfume of the Pharaohs Lull my inner sorrows to repose Mi orgullo and drighten of my soul , In the sea of grief - I crave for solace from you - please do not forsake me ! Here's a keffiyeh - here's a thobe or kandura Wear them! Your curvy body I yearn to see Into your heart's prison, I am girded - Please keep me from the world of separation With your love, Neither world nor family is needed For to your soul I am entangled in saecula saeculorum.