Naji missed his promise and has returned, so do not fret merely for a brief glance. O cruel beloved, he rushes straight to embrace your neck, for where can the impatient have any patience?
Naji captures the playful desperation of a lover who cannot abide by formalities. Having missed his appointed moment once, he returns not merely for a polite, fleeting glimpse, but rushes straight in for a passionate embrace. The beloved’s protest is brushed aside with tender cheekiness—reminding us that when longing has waited this long, all pretense of patience simply melts away.
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