Mixing wine with reaping his saliva – Al-Buhtari poet

mixes wine with its saliva
The bartender clapped her with his applause
as if it was from his scent
shriveled from musk
There he waters me with drapes, led
shoot a star after it flew
envy us in love, bereavement
eternity eased after being hindered
And the lover was victorious afterwards
He was tormented by his lover
Oh Lord, don’t be a lover boy
who loves to separate him