My regret
Piercing thorn
Of a rose
Ready to moan
As a sparkling sword
Of Damocles suspended
Just over me
And my heart its hidden sheat
Beating for good
And screaming silently
Beneath the shattered shadow of your absence
Then, I suddenly fall into my blind bottomless abyss
And I think of your peerless presence
That comes over and over
To perfume mine in my rosy dreams
Like a mystery scented flower
Kissed by your lingering lips
And caressed by your wandering hands
Bringing me an eternal blue happiness
Soaring always the serene skies of your eyes
And it makes my heart beat faster
As if I were on the road to a bright blue secret paradise
Nizamettin Esen Haymanali
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