if breath were not enough

 

 

 

I LOVE YOU

 

I Love you

 like dipping bread into salt and eating

    Like waking up at night with  high fever

  and drinking water,  with the tap in my mouth

Like unwrapping the heavy box from the postman

      with no clue what it is

                fluttering ,  happy,  doubtful

I love you

     like flying over the sea in a plane for the first time

Like something moves inside me

      when it gets dark softly in Istanbul

I love you

Like thanking God that we live

 

        -Nazim Hikmet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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