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Strange. Surreal. Shocking. Beautiful.
Strange. Surreal. Shocking. Beautiful.
One day, sitting in a café with Rumi’s ghost
over mint tea and biscuits, he told me about Shams;
rhapsodized over his eyes, his fine voice,
his heart that opened like a flower
breathing in and out his lover’s scent;
the whole body responds to that kind of ephemeral fragrance.
On and on he went, until finally,
“Rumi, my friend, you have to stop.
This is a poem about you, not Shams.”
“Samer, my dear, we are one and the same.”
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