Evenings
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those were the long days
in summers
at swing
holding hands
catching each other's eyes
saying never ever end
evenings
with the smell of honeysuckles
with jolly smiles
like red,blinking eyes
with warmy kisses
far away from somewhere
bringing cheers the winds
evenings visit to our souls
always the same song
always the same missing
as watching the sunset,
clamping to ourselves
making us rise from ground to sky
evenings prove our love.
Poet : Aysel YAZICI
Translators: Hande YAZICI / Nihan YAZICI
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