Wednesday, May 17, 2006

شرابی به سُرخی لحظه های خوب

Rich red wine
Bitter like an acorn
Ripe like a cherry
Sparkling like a ruby

The glass at my mouth
The wine comes out
Consuming my lips
Just like a kiss

My mouth is immersed
My tongue overwhelmed
My senses on fire
My soul is in love

My insides are burning
A warm toasty fire
I lean back a moment
to remember this time

I'll never forget
This night that I'm sitting
Here with my love
.and a glass of red wine