Thursday, December 30, 2010

90 Degree Curtain Rod

Sense and Sensibility

I'll sing sweet candle
you're light of your lover.
are the flame and the moth
as truth and love.
To love dance in the fire,
for you ... I love her more love. My passion is
off in the flame that consumes you. In light
I dance,
the fire of love is fire for you ...
other love I did not.

I will sing beautiful moth
you're light of my lover,
you do not know the truth ...
your flight is an illusion.
I love myself and my death,
with me burns the fire,
not me in the fire.
dawn And when I extinguish
me track will not remain.

Mirza Khan Ansari


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