MY BELOVED COMES
You e to me just before
the Christians rang their bells.
The half-moon was rising
looking like an old man's eyebrow
or a delicate instep.
And although it was stilll night,
when you e, a rainbow
gleamed on the horizon,
showing as many colors
as a peacock's tail.
~ Ibn Hazm
(died 1063) (Córdoba)

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