Dancing Tango by Sheema Kalbasi
Oh, Orlando! Remember the night we danced quietly on the sands where music was played? Your words were wonderers, said quietly in the pockets of my ears.
Oh, Esphahan! With your turquoise blue mosques and lovers hiding under the sands by the Zayandehrood and its haunting blue skies. Still the words did wonders when they were said quietly in the pockets of my ears.
Time is eternity, my dignity resides in yours and your words are wonders that I count as precious coins kept quietly in the pockets of my tears.
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