I die of love for him, perfect in every way,
Love in Bloom; by Abū Nuwās Born 756 AD, one of the greatest classical gay Arabic poets, who also composed in Persian on occasion.
Lost in the strains of wafting music.
My eyes are fixed upon his delightful body
And I do not wonder at his beauty.
His waist is a sapling, his face a moon,
And loveliness rolls off his rosy cheek
I die of love for you, but keep this secret:
The tie that binds us is an unbreakable rope.
How much time did your creation take, O angel?
So what! All I want is to sing your praises.
His ass,
a call to the wild.