Moments

           Your eyes are like heavy rain

           falling from pregnant clouds.

           With one glance, you washed away

           the poems I chalked on the ground

           and drowned all my beliefs.

           Now, I only scribble your name

           and believe in your truth.

           I know nothing but you.

   Kamand Kojouri

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Hugs, 

      Karla