آرشیف

My lips were pursed as flower buds

My eyes closed in a moment of sinking

Into his eyes

My skin felt warm with his touch

When I saw myself laying next to him
On a garden bench

His hair on my face

My hands on his shoulders 

His lips closed on mine 

And the intense rhythms of my heart

So tender

Suddenly

I opened my eyes with a sparkle of virtue

And suppressed all his greed into his soul

That I am a "woman" 

A woman of her own rights

A woman to be cherished and loved

Not only to be kissed and fantasize

Shahla Latifi

10-25-2015