By my faith, the heart is sacrificed at a single gesture when every grain and edge of the sword of the beloved's eyebrow is fully laid bare.
In this couplet, the poet speaks of total, willing surrender at a mere gesture from the beloved. The beloved's arched eyebrow is pictured as a masterfully crafted sword, where every fine hair gleams like the intricate watered pattern of Damascus steel. Swearing by his faith, the lover confesses that the moment this breathtaking, lethal gaze is drawn, the heart cannot help but offer itself up in sacrifice.
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