I don’t tell you that I love you because your soul knows it
I won’t look into your eyes because emerald is richer in dreams
The Great Persian novel breathes in my heart but my fingers won’t tap it
I can’t recommend Maria Callas because it was untrained compulsion singing through her
Why speak of God when unspoken love takes courage and that much courage is overwhelming
I won’t cry at your son’s funeral; sometimes it’s just best to hold a mother’s hand
How can I compliment the butterfly? After all it’s no fashion show
The day you moved in I heard your childlike giggle and that was my reassurance.
~ Kambiz Naficy
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