My Heart Is Not Frozen
The weather's cold i'm thirsty i am whispering in this cold wind and snow
i'm whispering;if you were in my home,your blond hair which is as hot as sun would delete the word((cold from my world))i would escape from thirstiness with your oceanic eyes,which are like Pacific,and Atlantic to me even though you are not in home waiting for me,you have an abode in my heart.
That's the reason my heart is not frozen yet.
A phoenix without wings
Copyright © Bahram Sediqi | Year Posted 2015
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