If you were left, I would bring you to the throne of God If you were left, I would have drawn you to the stories If I were with you to the homes that I was not alone If you were left, I would write you
You would have been a color and smell You were a full -fledged hawk If you had a wing and full you were not afraid of the storm If you had a traveler
I was on fire. Rain Rain was kissing next to you
Next to the sea anger and the beach Then you stayed in my feet If the sea wave was forever full of spectacular
I was alive with you and your love Then I wouldnt be the best poem Nazanin Life had a different color and smell.
