To-Night The Phantom Gay By Rumi Balkhi

To-night the phantom gay
All radiant with glee,
Sought in my body’s clay
For where my heart might be.
He failed to find it there;
So, with unerring art,
His dagger he did bare
And plunged it in my heart.

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