tongue of glance
i have heard the song of the monn from leaves
i have heard the song of planets asleep from the brook
i have learnt ftrom the sparkle of satars tears
the thunder of tears and the tongue of glance
those gazelle_like eyes that never stop from crying
daily and nightly for a lifetime
it showed me sorrow and the black nights too
althought i found in your compasionate smile
the favor of sin
i always whisper to myself:
o love
befor you turn me to ash
iwish iknew the right soloutin
دوشنبه 13 دی 1389 - 10:40:30 PM