Such a velvet night
Lies in your looking glass

And so gentle, peace of your sight comforts my heart

Such a fresh breeze
Cuddles my shell
When you speak to me

Words dance and and fall off from your pale pearls
They know their way best, to my rivers of red

Such tears and sighs i shed
When you turn away to glimpse the stars

They could wither an oceam away

Then, my big insanity rose
When i let me feel neer a man

by Baharak Barzin

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