Heat Of Play

Poem By Morteza Dehnaee

Time stops at love
Then future, and sizzling past
Shrink to heat of play
Life flows in anew cast.

Comments about Heat Of Play

Beautiful poem........!
Nice....It fits good at the end of it....Thank you!

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