Al-Aah: The Lover's Sigh

I only have to close my eyes to see you.

They have tried to name you since time began

There is no name for you

I would call you an experience if I could believe that my mind is real

My mind is simply a distraction in my journey to find you

They have tried hard to tell me you don't exist,

That you are a figment of my imagination

And what is my imagination?

A figment of your imagination

Meera threw herself in the river

Rabia ran in the streets of Baghdad

Joan burnt at the stake

I, simply, just am not

And the joy leaves me breathless

I, you, are words

The truth is that we are one

I am you and you are me

Whether my body exists or not, I will persist in you