Ghazal: The Curve of Her Brow

The curve of her brow brings life to the soul; her sleeve is embroidered with the art of stealing hearts. God shaped her from pure grace. In God's name, what divine tenderness! With a wink, her drunken eyes reveal the ways of intoxication and the testing of spells. The dust the wind carries from her street becomes healing balm in the eyes of souls. When she shows her face like a shining moon, go to her and beg, keep begging.