Sit for a while in my heart like a mystery; don't go.
Honor my head: rest there like a turban; don't go.
"I come and go," you say, "like the heart's
rapid beat."
Don't tease me, sly heart-thief, and please, don't go, my
sweet.
#1585, from Rumi's Kolliyaat-e
Shams-e Tabrizi
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
Translated by Zara Houshmand
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