There was a particle of dirt in the air that still smelled of your name
Not the silent earth
which is the soil of the disintegration of human existence that took years of loneliness with it
And now he wanted to share his last unfinished dream with the wind

When the wind came, the soil said to itself
O Nasim, I am the remains of the body of someone who kept the longing for a kiss in his heart
take me
Take me to sit on the lips of a man and a woman
whose hearts are still warm and their eyes are alive.
Let their kiss break the loneliness he had in life...
Till me, bit by bit, in the bond of love between the two
Make sense again

The wind rose gently
And took the soil like an unwritten message towards two lovers
It sat on their lips
Where the fever of love was more eternal than death
The two approached each other
They kissed in which, not just love
which was a balm for a lonely soul

And the soil laughed in the heart of that kiss
As if for the first time after all the years of life
Someone has understood his loneliness

At that moment
He was no longer dirt
He was a link between love, wind, and liberation
A particle that arose from loneliness
And in the embrace of two loving lips
He finally calmed down


#behnammohtarami#