Berna Lovrek Poems

Your kisses are like honey, your embrace means paradise to me.
Kiss me, sevgilim, embrace me!
Share with me that part of paradise again.
Cennet, sevgilim, cennet!
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To you, my way of acting feels like the ourburst
of a devilish disposition - 'şeytana'.
But don't you see, that I'm just trying not to drown?
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Never pierce my heart again like that! Have mercy on me.

I begged you not to make me imagine
You - with floating life in your arms.
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He made me a goddess.
Up there on a throne he placed me.
He worshipped me, he laid offerings at my feet,
garlands of flowers.
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"At the end of all wrong roads I came
To the gates of the garden without a name. [...]", Siegfried Sassoon, in: "Vigils", London 1935
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