“and so the great Sahara is called the Garden of Allah.’ (Desert Saying) Abbas, I wish you were the shirt On my body, or I your shirt.
Or I wish we were in a glass You as wine, I as rainwater.
Or I wish we were two love birds, Who lived alone in the desert.
No people.
Abbas Ibn Al-Ahnaf (750–809) You sing about love, Your very flesh is consumed, And you look quite ill.
Let me praise friendship, This candle burns more softly, but it’s constant.
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