From the collection "inside: Lost things"
I'm extinct Like Persian tigers And my smile is disappearing And the warmth of my hands I've been hunted And my soul hangs on wall of your house Like the skin of Persian tigers And my mind sits on the ledge of your room And watches you in the arms of others I'm extinct And my heart Like an Iranian tiger No worries about mating I do not like any heart from anywhere in the world China, India, America, Australia! it does not matter... There is no woman in love after me I am latest generation of women in love And my gaze will take the last moment of love with it I am the last Like Persian tigers The last lover The last woman The last person who really loved you ...
for the last Persian tiger...and you...