With lips
Still bruised from last night's passion.
Among strong men in the tavern,
I can speak a truth
No one will laugh at:
My heart is like a wild alley cat in heat.
In every possible way I conspire
To know freedom and Love.
Forget about the common reason, Hafiz,
For it only enslaves.
There is something holy deep inside you
That is so ardent and awake,
That needs to lie down naked
Next to God."
Hafiz
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