Her Red Kurdish Dress

by Goran Rahim

Not a special occasion
Yet
That moment was the most pleasing.
My angel appeared
Wearing a red Kurdish dress.
Suddenly all of the roses
Started to sing.

Her gaze was
A message from her heart.
With that Kurdish dress,
Her view was the purest art.

I told her
That I will not break that chain of value,
But I will unlock it.
The most beauty in this world,
Yet that simplest girl is unaware of it.