the sounds of raw desire

In love's battlefield,
there's another kind of combat.
There's another kind of victory,
another kind of escape.

All those things you hear--
people crying out,
lamentations,
weeping,
moaning,
and sighing--
are only the sounds
of raw desire.

Love itself
is something else.

[Wâleh Dâg̲h̲istânî {Áli Qulî} {1712-1756} 'Something Else' from Love's Alchemy]