You in the light
The angel
Well dressed with fashion, great taste
Your motions are arrow in the air
(Of Arash, Apache the Redman, of Guari)
They will land in my eye
Dies my heart
Then Brain
Afterward
Do you know what happened yesterday?
I sure doubt
Did you see me shocked, mesmerized; silently surprised?
It was like Moqaffa and Nakhshab, prophet with phosphor
Well! The light sat on you, so your eyes shined and shined
And I saw in the depth color wave reflecting a moon’s face
You
The angel
Well dressed with fashion, great taste
Your eyelash was arrow and landed in my heart, died brain.
That was why; mesmerized, surprised I was sock and silent.
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