On the night of union, my beloved made me laugh only to make me weep, and by repeatedly offering solace, only left me more restless.
This couplet captures the bittersweet paradox of reunion, where the sheer joy of being together is already shadowed by the dread of tomorrow's separation. The beloved tries to bring laughter and constant reassurance, but ironically, each tender comfort only reminds the lover of the heartbreak waiting at dawn. It is a tender reflection on how, in deep love, being repeatedly consoled can sometimes make the heart even more restless and tearful.
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