Doruk Kaynak

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The Lover - Poem by Doruk Kaynak

A glimpse of her eyes I capture
And I watch every fragment of a moment fracture
Seconds seem to pass ever faster
As my soul gives into her lulling rapture

This perfection pushes me to wonder
Wonder if my affection is by nature
Or is my mind just a liar that is charmed
Charmed by ‘tis beautiful flower of a thorny briar

I wonder why I’m be so cynical
Can’t she just be a miracle?
It is true that love unanswered is torture
But why do I need to surrender
Surrender to the horrors of a former slumber

A sacred light gloats o’er her figure
As I watch her nightly silhouette dance and quiver
I get ever number, lost in ‘tis divine picture
This must be the answer to the prayers of ‘tis long lost lover
The long lost lover that I am

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 12, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014

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