By: Ahmed Al shiekh
Let me smoke!
Pass me your lighter!
Come and join me,
Let’s lie down on the carpet of the night,
Whilst the flute of existence plays a melody of eternity,
So that flocks of drowsiness may flee from our dreams.
O you with the exquisite face,
O you with the rose-coloured hair,
I implore you,
do not stray from me;
for I am consumed by you.
