I Am an Iranian Daughter

Iran`s Historical Monuments,Iranian`s ceremonies,and some times my Thoughts, Diary...

Sunday, June 29, 2003

A lover knows only humility
he has no choice
he steals into your alley at night
he has no choice.
he longs to kiss every lock of your hair
do not fret
he has no choice.
in his frenzied love for you,
he longs to break
the chains of his imprisonment
he has no choice.

written by Mollana.

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