Far See

I've never been to Iran
but I've dreamed
in marble and gold.
with turqoise eye,
I've seen eagles drift
In vermillion  sky..
on a saffron breeze..
I can smell the flowers
and taste juicy melon,
a pomegranite sun sets
in an ancient land
where Princes still remain
in fairy tales of. true love
and valour.
and it's here where I leave you,
my friend..
in your homeland returned
now your journey on Earth comes to end.
Wait for us

(for my own emotional benefit tragic death of a friends husband)