Timur Kocaoglu

I don't need more words
to chant your name
in your absence...
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Life could have been simple
just to live and then to die
what makes it hard is
to love and then to leave...
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Can’t wait to die in your garden
when the cherry tree greets me
with all its branches wide open
just to hug me at the full moon.
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Snow up to my knees in Michigan
who would notice do you suppose?
my longing for you / o my pal
Istanbul / flows inflamed in cold
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I'm where you've left me
like a glass
depleted...
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