If it is not the event of the body that is the moment of breaking the soul from fate
Where the lover dances the last samash before falling.

I wish it would
Besmail dance
Not with blood
He saw it the other way.

When the name of the beloved
It is cut on the lips of John
and body
He no longer has the patience to stand in the narrow world.

Besmail
It is not the moment when the neck falls
That is the moment
that i
from me
separates

The body trembles
not from pain
of enthusiasm
like Samai
that suddenly
He forgets the earth.

every ups and downs
It is a mention
Every movement
It's a greeting
to love
which no longer fits into the body

this dance
The last objection is the lover
To stay in a cage
whose name is loveless life.

Besmail
It is not beheading
Cutting off the head is fear
When John
He says with all his heart
I belong to you
Not of this world
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The most poetic rebellion
It does not come from bullets and blades
It comes from a moment
that human
Even on the verge of collapse
It stands beautiful
and dances

#Behnam_Mohtrami#