Talk to me without words,
Looking straight into the pupils.
My heart's full of singing birds,
Filled with magic tunes and musics.
Yes, my soul is like the moon,
Always changing, ever searching.
But your eyes say: "I love you.
You're my wife, my life, my fortune".
6.12.2017 (tr)
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Talking without words with the magic tunes of heart enlightening the inner soul echoed only in dreams- thanks for sharing a beautiful idea on love.