The moon with night hair

You
Like a cracked night,
With your hay -shaped black hair,
That the moon loves the moon,
And the stars are forced to regret.

Tattoos on your hand
They say ...
Not for all,
Only for the one who is bold
Read with their eyes.

Look
There is an unwritten poem
That only ends with your smile,
And your voices
Barrow's voice,
When he wants to come in calm, but he is ...

You are beautiful,
Not just because of your eyes or that particular tattoo,
Because of your boldness in "being self"
And the softness of your heart,
Behind all the colorful and painful.

You are the one that when you are rejected
The hearts of the moments are ...

#behnammohtarami#