You are my angle
Whenever you sit beside me and hold my hand
Whenever you close your eyes and go to sleep.
And when you look far away saying nothing
I feel you are flying
Then I take your hand
I kiss your eyes
I look where you look, far away
I am flying too
With your wings
۱۳۸۷ دی ۲۰, جمعه
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