Braids of Forbidden Trinity

There is a land, far away and mysterious, A land filled with antiquities and statues, A land of secret parties and strong women. It is a land of continuous war and outstanding celebrations! A land that "Lama" wrote about : "Imagine if I kissed you secretly Then whispered to you: Don't tell anyone! Do you like the tale? And imagine if you walked away, with your kiss, like a curse: Sleeping no more, Eating no more, Drinking no more, Fishing for the sound of the kiss And once upon a poem, on a night of a full treason, I abandoned you. What would you do? Now that you are the (hostage) of a kiss! You ask me: Why do you write about love, are you amorous? Do you know that I kissed "home" secretly? Do you know that home is (hostage) to numerous kisses, And treason is not a habit of the yearning?"