In the gathering, rivals kiss the wine cup, while we remain thus, thirsty even for a single message.
Mir captures a heartbreaking contrast here between privilege and deprivation. In the beloved's gathering, rivals freely revel in closeness, kissing the rim of the wine goblet, while the true lover is pushed so far to the margins that he thirsts even for a single word. It reflects that aching irony of love where outsiders enjoy boundless indulgence, and the devoted heart is left starved for the tiniest sign of affection.
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