Hafiz

There is a beautiful creature
Living in a hole you have dug.

So at night I set fruit and grains And little pots of wine and milk Beside your soft earthen Mounds
And I often sing.
But still, my dear, You do not come out.
I have fallen in love with Someone Who hides inside you.
We should talk about this problem–
Otherwise, I will never leave you alone.

–Hafiz