you

when you come

It's not cold...

I'm shaking

From the heat of your body

which is like a wild wave

It falls on my tired body

And makes me anew.

your arms

no refuge—

It is a firehouse

which I step into every time

your lips

Smoke rises from my soul.

your breasts

The two moons are close to the earth.

they shine

They kill

And they move the night.

Every time they approach me

The world is getting smaller

And the only thing I understand

It is your broken breath

which slips on my neck

And it ends.

your temptation

He does not speak

no sound—

with his fingertips

It walks on my skin

and me

powerless

I collapse

your love

It is an attack that I like to repeat every night.

a ruin

I come out of it more alive.

let

the heat of your body

Take the last piece of my mind from me—

I have come

until I finish

in the arms of

of a thousand fires

It is more burning.

#Behnam_Mohtrami#