yet all I want to do is swim!
Without leaning too long on reality
I'd like to view all my memories
one by one; leisurely.
I'd like to go, for example, to your dream world
where you open the window and walk
where you open the window and walk
where you rise and weave
your fingers into unkempt hair.
your fingers into unkempt hair.
Rains wander your face, the gentleness of dew is in your voice.
Let each and every spring be yours!
May all mountains tire and arrive here!
Here at the place where stars have spilled you
where waters flow; the place where you say
Curl up on my lap and let birds take flight
In the place where we collected questions
such as 'what was before words?'
What I know of love is so little!
Yet I'm constantly thinking of you!
- İlhan Sami Çomak
Translated by Caroline Stockford
Let each and every spring be yours!
May all mountains tire and arrive here!
Here at the place where stars have spilled you
where waters flow; the place where you say
Curl up on my lap and let birds take flight
In the place where we collected questions
such as 'what was before words?'
What I know of love is so little!
Yet I'm constantly thinking of you!
- İlhan Sami Çomak
Translated by Caroline Stockford
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