Love

When I saw her at that night,
She was shining like moonlight,
It was unbelieveable beauty at twilight,
Can it be the thing that called love?...

Her cheeks are pinky and skin is white,
She always looks like so polite,
Her blonde hair makes the night bright,
I hope she knows all these are right...

I learned love means a peace tonight,
There is no country for the fight,
Everyone tries to be a love’s knight,
Falling in love makes the lips quiet like midnight...

If you are wondering what is the love in truth,
It means to be in the sky without wings for flight,
Of course it requires to be as ambitious as Ferhat,
Then you maybe have the thing that called love...

Now wherever I see my sweet delight,
You never know what happens into my heart,
She is the reason why I write,
I know I know it must be the thing that called love...
written by Halis ÝPEK
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