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Hafiz

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      Because the Woman I love lives
                  Inside of you,

   I lean as close to your body with my words
                  As I can--

   And I think of you all the time, dear pilgrim.

     Because the One I love goes with you
            Wherever
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My phoenix long ago secured 
   His nest in sky-vault's cope; 
In the body's cage immured, 
   He is weary of life's hope. 

Round and round this heap of ashes 
   Now flies the bird amain, 
But in that odorous niche of heaven 
   Nestles the bird again. 

Once flies he upward, he will perch 
   On Tuba's golden
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See how the roses burn!
   Bring wine to quench the fire!
Alas! the flames come up with us,—
   We perish with desire.