Sculptor





If I were a sculptor

I would carve your body from the purest marbles



I would plant on your bosom

Red live flowers



I would pour kindness in your heart of stone

I would store love in your chest



I would use rubies for your lips

And would decorate your locks with hyacinths



I would wind around your

Arms, thighs and waist bindweeds



I would spread on your legs and bosom

Heavily aromatic petals



I would treat your statue as Ahura*

And would place it in the Fire Temple of Love



And I would bring Venus and Aphrodite

To pay homage to you



I would tell Zeus the ancient God of gods

To worship you



And then I would set next to your idol

And would cherish the perfume of flowers from your body



*Ahura is God in Zoroaster's book.