خرداد ۲۷، ۱۳۸۴

Kingdom

There is a whole mountain
And a river runs through it
If you split my mountain wide
You would find many rivers
Among flocks of non-white doves
And non-temptable mortals
The kingdom is much more real
And the beauty is endless
Only when tightened beyond recall
Is your necklace a blessing
Leave your pearls in the sea
You undeserved bitch
You are not worthy of such a treasure
My hand on your heart, I know there is a beatingIn this oh so bleak landscapeThere are many mountains........
but not do much water.
My Kingdom
My Kingdom
My Kingdom

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