İlkiftar Ezberci

Spring Hand - Poem by İlkiftar Ezberci

Let's tell, if you keep my hand,
no, not tell
your hand is my hell

but if you keep my hand
I hang the dried poems on your face
you goes the winter

you haven't keep
and I haven't give
where you may know
a hand can be spring
when it's going the winter...

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 5, 2005

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