“I asked him next, ‘And beauties' curls That tumble down so sinuously, What is their meaning? Whence do they come?’ ‘Hafez,’ the sage replied to me, ‘It's your distracted, lovelorn heart That asks these questions constantly.’”Tagged: Love, beauty, Lovelorn
“The beauty of your face, my Beloved, strikes my heart like a piercing arrow.”Tagged: beauty, Beloved