I ask myself if I had known
The day I saw you as my own
The length of time that lay ahead
That this would just go on and on
Would I have chosen then in stead
Of all this not being worth my while
Have cut this tiresome link and gone
To seek out shorter, easier trials
But would so any lover thus
Ensnared by charms of some beloved
If by some means made full aware
Of how exactly long he'd bear
What he prayed next moment would end
That fates much longer trials intend
I wonder what would you have said
Who pined for Yousef forty years
Zuleikha, had amidst your tears
That very first time you hoped and cried
For Yousef's love, you somehow known
That howmuchever you wept and tried
To have your wish, that you'd own
You ardent unfulfilled desire
Another fifteen thousand nights
And when burned out would you long last
Turn your scorched heart to your Allah
Would you then have your ardent wish
Would you still have loved Yousef thus?
