First Love
I want to die because of sorrow.
I wish I embrace you before joining the death row.
I`m ready to god taking everything I gain.
So that I can be with you one more day again.
Before you my life was meaningless.
Before you I didn't know what love is.
I am your gipsy, your pilgrim.
You are the key to my destine.
You are the first love; you, the last one
My whole life is you, you the only one
You are the pure love God gifts me.
You were my love and you will be.
Copyright © Sohrab Rustom | Year Posted 2017
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