Behrouz
Your name means fortunate
Yet you live an unfortunate life
Behrouz, go to sleep
Quit wasting your breath
You talk as if you are going somewhere
You never move.
I am tired Behrouz.
I am not in the mood.
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Love Is Like
Love is like a Persian miniature
Frozen pose… she looks down to him
from her castle window
He looks up to her on his white horse…
her brave soldier – her hero
Paint a pretty picture
Let our love look like this forever….
I sleep to dream of love like this…
Our love is like a pomegrante
Bitter, sweet, and sour in one taste
It takes forever to peel apart
It takes forever to prepare
Sometimes I think my eyes are bigger than my stomach
I think I can eat it all…
but I am already full and tired half way there.
I waited so long, I imagined the taste
Finally my hard work has paid off
You are set there before me, perfectly prepared
My mouth watered waiting…
You took too long.
I must go now….
I apologize if you rot.