Enough I Tasted from Him, Enough

My salutations, felicitations and congratulations,
To you who respond to greetings.

Caressed by breezes from the sunset,
Fragrance from its breezes brisk.

I convey it in letters so plain,
Yet conceal it from the eyes of others.

If I complain my peer, whom I love,
There is nothing to complain of.

Received me with a smile and warm welcome,
I know nothing of intentions concealed.

Enough I tasted from him, enough,
Sufficient, forgiveness is for his excuses.

Should I forget him even as he forgot me?
Even if the nights passed slowly?

* It is a tradition in Arabic love poems and songs to use the masculine pronoun or possessive term (he, him or his) when referring to a woman