The way she soothes me
By her long tiny fingers
When I'm annoyed for no reason
The way she looks at me
When I'm bitterly sad
The way she takes my hand
When I'm lost
In this big big world
The way she says goodbye
When I take a trip
The way she feeds me
When I look for a piece of bread
On the streets
In vain
The way she kisses me
When my lips peck her
On the skin
For a dropp of water
The way she laughs
Talks
Knocks
When I lie on her breasts
Like dust on the rim of a glass
I think I am badly in love
Again!

Framarz Bagheri

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