You dont know. You dont know. When your eyes are what color do you dont know like a cup of funeral . You dont know how deeply what a deepest poem like Hafiz Hafiz a book like a Book of Evil like a Cup
Beautiful Spring Sunrise Like a Crystal Cup Maybe Norer Springs Like a Cup
You dont know except me. The eyes are No more the eyes
My heart besides my heart that is full of my love The eyes of that asteroid The heart doesnt know The eye no longer reads You dont know. I dont know.
