Sin

        I have sinned a rapturous sin
        in a warm enflamed embrace,
        sinned in a pair of vindictive arms,
        arms violent and ablaze. 

        In that quiet vacant dark
        I looked into his mystic eyes,
        found such longing that my heart
        fluttered impatient in my breast.

        In that quiet vacant dark
        I sat beside him punch-drunk,
        his lips released desire on mine,
        grief unclenched my crazy heart.

        I poured in his ears lyrics of love:
        O my life, my lover it's you I want
        Life-giving arms, it's you I crave.
        Crazed lover, for you I thirst.

        Lust enflamed his eyes.
        red wine trembled in the cup,
        my body, naked and drunk,
        quivered softly on his breast.

        I have sinned a rapturous sin
        beside a body quivering and spent.
        I do not know what I did O God,
        in that quiet vacant dark.

        -Forugh Farrokhzad