You have salt
You have no sugar
You have pain
You have no taste!
My darling,
Vinegar honey!
Okay, I accept
Just extend a meltdown from your eyes
I eat all your pain,
But I insist we must be at the same table
Eye to eye...
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Muharrem Soyek
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem