Dear

The night when the mirrors catch fire from our fever
And the world is a shadow of a lover who is sanctified in your arms

I drink from your eyes, the cup in which a thousand hidden suns boil
And every sip is a secret between my body and the infinite sky

When your arms wrap around me, your kingdom falls from your stature
And in my veins, angels seem to take wings and take me to flight

You are the fire that God put in my bones
that every time you wake up and your flames take me to an helpless prostration

You and I are in the same body
As the galaxies rotate in the fever of creation
And this is the cycle of remembrance that writes your name in my blood

Your kiss....... Oh, your kiss is the truth that no prophet brought
At that moment my tongue is speechless and my soul is separated from my body
And you are the only one who brings me back to earth

The night when God is sitting next to us,
Not in the sky, but in the heat of your hands, in the heat of your shoulders
To know how love completes the world.


#behnammohtara.i#