My Morning Dreams Poem by Nizamettin Esen Haymanali

My Morning Dreams



A hesitant breath of breeze
that softly buzzes and blows
from screaming nothingness
diaphanous blue and unknown

tenderly brushes and caresses
the translucent scarlet red rose
of your divine and warm lips
that bewitch and seduce me
through my morning dreams

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