60+ Persian Pick up Lines

Are you a poem from Hafez? Because every word from you fills my life with meaning.

Is your name Ferdowsi? Because you’ve created an epic in my heart.

Are you made of turquoise? Because you’re the gem of my eye.

If beauty was a crime, you’d be the Shah of culprits.

Was it your eyes or the stars over Tehran that lit up my world tonight?

Are you from Isfahan? Because you’ve halved the world’s beauty.

I must be a caravanserai, because my heart opens its doors for you.

Do you have a map? I keep getting lost in your eyes like the alleys of Yazd.

Are you a Persian rug? Because you’ve intricately woven yourself into my heart.

Is it hot in here, or is it just the desert wind blowing from you to me.

If I told you you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me, Persian style?

Your lips look so lonely; would they like to meet mine?

Are you a pomegranate? Because I want to break you open and taste every part of you.

Is your dad a thief? Because he stole the stars and put them in your eyes.

Let’s make like a Persian love story and lose ourselves in each other.

If sensuality was a Persian carpet, you’d be the most exquisite pattern.

Are you a rose garden in Shiraz? Because I’m intoxicated by your beauty.

In the book of my life, your name is the most beautiful verse.

You’re the moon of my nights and the sun of my days.

If love is the language of the universe, then you are my Rosetta Stone.

I would cross the deserts of Iran on foot just to win your heart.

You’re not just my love, you’re my destiny written in the stars above Persia.

Every time I see you, my heart sings like a nightingale in a Persian garden.

Your beauty rivals that of the flowers in the Eram Garden.

I want to be the reason behind your smile, like Nowruz brings joy to spring.

Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? Because you look like an angel in human form.

If you were a fruit, you’d be a fine-apple… or should I say, a fine-date, considering we’re in Persia.

Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears.

I must be a qanat, because I’m drawn to your oasis.

If beauty was time, you’d be eternity.<br />

You must be made of Gilsonite, because you’ve made a permanent mark on my heart.

I’m no photographer, but I can picture us together, under the Persian sky.

Are you a lamp? Because you light up my world.

Are you a historian? Because I can see us having a future together.

Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for you.

Are we in the desert? Because I’m feeling a drought… of your attention.

Is this the Royal Road? Because my heart just took a direct route to you.

I must be Cyrus the Great, because I’m conquering your heart.

Are you a Farsi textbook? Because I’m totally lost in your translation.

I’m like a Persian rug; I only get better with age… and with you on my side.

If you were words on a page, you’d be fine print.

Your beauty could inspire a thousand Persian miniatures.

You have the grace of a Persian poem, flowing and full of depth.

Your eyes are as captivating as the tales of One Thousand and One Nights.

Just like the waters of the Persian Gulf, your charm is deep and boundless.

You’re the masterpiece no Persian artist could ever fully capture.

Your voice is as melodious as the call to prayer echoing over Tehran.

In the garden of life, you are the rarest and most beautiful flower.

Your presence is as comforting as the warmth of a samovar on a cold day.

Are you a Persian carpet? Because every time I see you, I’m floored by your beauty.

If I were a poet, you would be my eternal muse, inspiring verses of undying love.

Your eyes remind me of the Caspian Sea; deep, mysterious, and impossible to navigate without falling in.

Just like a Persian feast, being with you is a celebration of all that is good in life.

Is your name Jasmine? Because you’ve filled my life with your fragrance.

You must be a Persian prince/princess because you’ve just taken over my kingdom.

If kisses were snowflakes, I’d send a blizzard your way.

Your beauty puts the stars of the Persian night sky to shame.

Are you from Esfahan? Because you’ve halved the world’s beauty.

Let’s not be like the ancient ruins of Persepolis, let’s build something that lasts forever.

I didn’t believe in love at first sight until I saw you, my Persian delight.