Vis and Ramin


Around Vis Ramin put his arm
Like a golden necklace around a tall fair cypress.

If they were seen from Paradise
No one would have been more beautiful
The bed full of flowers and precious stones
The pillows full of musk and amber
Lips upon lips, and face turned to face.

Playful like a ball in a field
The closeness, holding the beloved,
Turned their two bodies into one –
If rain had fallen on these two fair bodies
A raindrop would not have moistened their chests.


Gurgani, Vis and Ramin

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