Laila's body dazzles in her vestments, A tree branch wreathed with leaves. By God, have you crushed Laila In your arms at dawn, or kissed her mouth ? Touch Laila and your hand is wet with dew, Green leaves shoot through your fingertips. To everyone I say she's close As sunlight, reaching her as far. They say I'm mad, enamored of illusion, By God, I swear, no craze or spell excites me. In Laila, love for Laila, I've the cure, like a drinker in drinking ever more. ...