DARK BIRDS

dark birds
beaked white
white birds
orange

walking on the waterfront
sea is still
water clear
feeling to dive
that cold

walking on tha waterfront
you in my mind
pebbles underlie
you in my mind

who knows
maybe god your destiny
in the big city

maybe
lone

-jump-
whispers a voise

can’t do

The crimson of your lips

A smiling sun
deaf-mute
softly rises
from the crimson
transparent, luminous
of your sweet, wet lips
fascinating, so tender
whispering their love words
like a yellow warm flower
lingering over the shy sunset
shivering with pleasure

Unsinkable now and forever
on the core of my heart
when I think of your eyes
that wander in my dreams

***

Dudaklarının kırmızısı

In the hands of my diaphanous dreams

Under the peerless purity
smooth and transparent
of your sweet silky skin
like a rare rose pearl
in the shy splendor
of its tender shell
so bright shining

I always adore
touch and caress you
constantly and so tenderly
in the perfumed pink palms
of those numberless hands
of my diaphanous dreams
that bloom miraculously
as a myriad of flowers

And secretly wander

Blue seagulls

Blue seagulls inside of me
begin softly beating their wings
on those warm bubbly waves of love
when I dream of your sweet eyes

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Mavi martılar

İçimdeki mavi martılar
köpük köpük sevdanın
sıcak dalgalarında yavaşça
kanat çırpmaya başlayıverir
tatlı bakışların geldikçe aklıma