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The hairs on my arms raise
As I remember
You desiring me.
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I love it when I feel Your 'come-hither' eye thing
And all You can do is look.
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There are seventy thousand veils1
Between You and I and seriously,
If we had that conversation now, You'd burn away the cosmos.
But at the same time, you are "nearer to me than my jugular
vein'2.
It's you across the table, wanting to kiss me.
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1 -Based on a hadith.
2- Quran, Qaf: 16.
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I keep thinking of the philosopher. "And they did not kill him,
did not "
"Crucify him, but it was made to appear that they did."1
He wanted to be known. I came forth loving him.
I cannot think of meeting You like a Bride on my wedding day
because the philosopher is gone. I try to give up earthly
strings; cling to
the
Beloved. I feel the arm of God. But the philosopher had a body,
a warmth
to him.
I cannot think of him buried. I cannot allow You to say, God,
that You just
let him go. They did not crucify him as it was intended and
neither was he
raised.
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The ladies of the city cut their hands
After they see their own Yusuf -
Filled with divine power.
They don't feel anything as they cut.
The philosopher wasn't touched with divinity.
I was hung up, like you Zulaikha, on my own creature.
It wasn't until I passed through this lamentation, Zulaikha,
where I pined
for him
And then pined for You, God, Beloved that I could sing again.
I knew that the philosopher and I could never be together on
this plain.
The Real and I could never be together until I realized that
All was the Real. I intellectualized it, I prayed it, but until
he was
gone, I didn't feel
The notes to don't stand so close to me, don't stand, don't
stand,1 don't go
knockin' on my door. 2
1 The Police, "Don't Stand So Close to Me"
2 Britney Spears, "Don't Go Knockin' On My Door."
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