That primrose gazed at me with languishing eyes
Till I was amazed to see her tears flow.
The paint would run dark rivers down her cheeks
If those dark eyes were merely painted so.
#1026, from Rumi's Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
Translated by Zara Houshmand
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