along the Quseir Amra so strange, so wild br she must have grasped the heart, for they beguiled br these powerful words rise from Love, who stopped to note br they pause and recite no more until the brilliant quote br br strewing Willow curly, and the perfumed Aquamarines br what though the blossom breathe for relieving hours? br a better part of the true whole, they fly br a charity hugging the Heaven's eternity br br recalls Hwasong Fortress that love twice sang its lore br youth yields to expression, round in the Soul's deep core br confounded by the answer to her Way br no man can respond for uncertainty br br Alfred Sisley speaks in that palace br through gates of Agadir her light they trace br and now she wait, reluctant that she leave br an eerie sense of dream at her sleevebr br Ahmad Shiddiqibr br