turgaydelibalta @: @ 2007-04-22T18 turgaydelibalta
Solar Honeysuckle smell powder smoke, dust, smoke
sun, under the eyes of
old city gates
;
smell of a honeysuckle vine flowers
Clouds in my heart
cheeky bitch draws nazında demlenmekte
Day Night
ulumakta
harbor ferry pier last evening
Hand shakes morning fires Reed is playing the sound
declining birds heron fishermen
a pair of wandering eyes clamp seğiren late tomorrow, says crane
Ürkekliğinde
now
now dust in the solar dismemberment
Deryalar
Come on dear
Honeysuckle smells a bitch nazında
ulumakta ferry port city
now my eyes and my heart says
, dust, smoke, my heart is in love with
Cry late tomorrow
shore reef herons love struck the coast to land on your back
hid
says
see tomorrow soo late;
now says goodbye to beloved ferry
smell of honeysuckle
moaning, never to return, now
yağmalanmakta
tomorrow soo late now to return
sinking sun. Turgay
Delibalta
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