If you are the rhyme and I the refrain, don't hang
on my lips, come and I'll come too when you cue me.
If yours is the iron fist in the velvet glove
when the arrow flies, the heart is pierced, tattoo me.
If mine is the venomous tongue, the serpent's tail,
charmer, use your charm, weave a spell and subdue me.
I am the laurel leaf in your crown, you are
the arms around my bark, arms that never knew me.
Oh would that I were bark! So old and still in leaf.
And you, dropping in my shade, dew to bedew me!
What shape should I take to marry your own, have you
- hawk to my shadow, moth my flame - pursue me?
If I rise in the east as you die in the west,
die for my sake, my love, every night renew me.
If, when it ends, we are just good friends, be my Friend,
muse, lover and guide, Shamsuddin to my Rumi.
This line reflects her love for him and also that they will never be together as the Sun and the Moon will never met. 
 
 Though this line can suggest an incompatibility it can also suggest an ongoing relationship and the need of both parties to exist, complementing each other. Each lover possesses their own quality and works in unison to bring light and darkness. Light represents life “rise in the east” and darkness represents death “die in the west.”
Ghazal