His kisses leave their mark

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That thieving Heart-ravisher gave me a kiss and
went! What would have happened if instead of one He had
given me six or seven?
Every lip He kisses bears its marks: It splits and
cracks from His lips' sweetness.
Another mark is that mad desire for the lip of
the Water of Life makes Love stir up a thousand fires and
furnaces every instant.
Still another mark is that the body, like the
heart, runs after that kiss with haste and speed.
It becomes slender and delicate like the Friend's
lips--how marvellous! Slenderness from the fire of a boundless
Beloved!

-- Ghazal (Ode) 419
Translation by William C. Chittick
"The Sufi Path of Love"
SUNY Press, Albany, 1983

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His kisses leave their mark