Black And Blue And White

In what can I trust?
In the Black, of your eyes,
like particles of dust,
delighted and free, dancing in skys...

On what can I rest?
On the Blue of your smile.
like a hopeful bird, building his nest,
on banks of nile...

And what, can I take?
The White, of your hands.
So nice a future we'll make,
and how long it stands...

Iman Fani 2000


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