THE WET PETAL

THE WET PETAL

Oh the hoori’s face that have been made a wet petal,

Why your heart has been made of hard granite?

The son of the clay with such beauty and tenderness is queer!

Your father, from the paradise and not from the clay, has been made.

The fruit of being beautiful is a sweet kiss,

Oh you the sypress, you’ve been made for your fruit.

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