Marmara teasing, ‘do you see me?’
the black sea among
tables more empty than tombs
to yet born emperors as black tie
waiters serve solitude in peaceful
nights and to know the artist
who has sprinkled dots of fiery
light across the heavens!
Over there, the beach is empty
shall we run there together
hand in hand and heart within heart
tears of rejoice that i have found you.
:: 04-27-2019 ::