Elting Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Elting



Melting

Wet Road-side like her chest
With two bulged soft breasts
Both covered with braids
Falling down soap water
She washed in Black-Tent

Beauties take breath
Being the tribe’s girl
Snow in season's-melt
Even love, grey hair’s

Monday, March 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: seasons
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