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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2009-05-05 | | The slight cast of your coffee froth gaze inside the gypsies cup Mystery/miles away... Is it because of raki/or I? At the shores of horizon the sky is calm Thirsty gazelle/fearful as I’m looking escapes from my sight But/I I had come to have heart to heart talk with the apple of thy eyes... Shadow had fallen I didn’t’t count the times Even one moment Had accommodated Morning to the future and Dreamt Yet Were only going to ask for love One drop from you But/I But/I ... Poem by: Atilla Elustun 14/8/2005 Emirgan-Istanbul Translation by: Gunsel Djemal - London
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