You Are The Sea I Am A Fish

Have you ever seen any lover who was satiated with this passion?
Have you ever seen any fish that had become satiated with this sea?
Have you ever seen any image that was fleeing from the engraver?
Have you ever seen any Vâmiq asking pardon of ‘Adhrâ?
In separation, the lover is like a name empty of meaning; but a meaning such as belovedness has no need of names. 
You are the sea, I am a fish—hold me as you desire; show compassion, exercise kingly power—without you, I remain alone.

Mystical Poems of Rumi - A. J. Arberry