You are a king’s son.Why do you close yourself up?Become a lover.Don’t aspire to be a generalor a minister of state.One is a boredom for you,the other a disgrace.
You’ve been a picture on a bathhouse walllong enough. No one recognizes you here, do they?God’s lion disguised as a human being!I saw that and put down the bookI was studying, Hariri’s Maqamat.
There is no early and late for us.The only way to measure a loveris by the grandeur of the beloved.Judge a moth by the beauty of its candle.
Model : My neighbors son back in my hometown :)