Notes

TATTOO
Under my skin white mid-mid-matte
Near glorious within
Your name has planted its roots
Deep in my heart
Lover,
Basically, the bottom!
Where my senses tremble
Where my feelings dancing
Over there vibrates light
Like a star inside
It pushes your name
Thornless, like a flower
Like a flower without thorns
Anoint my blood,
Of you
And remember your glow.
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Reconciliation with oneself
Your soul will blossom and grow your mind
If in you there is peace and love
I send you the tenderness
For you to stop abandon you in your weakness
Behind the ear and listen to your heart
That beats for you
This heart that cries life
Your soul will illuminate
Despite all troubles
That your thought remains positive and beautiful
Cool and rebellious
Resist, persists and lute against wind and marsh
For your soul, your mind and your body are loved once
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A DANCE
Attracted by this insane desire
Both feverish
Animated thirst
Want to run aground on one another
Want to live in one another
Want this headache disappears
Want to enjoy themselves and be reborn
With a kiss
A need for child again
And forget the time
They love and want
They breathe out lips against lips
Love strong beaten their hearts.
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My spontaneous Sufism
Love
The most perfect of love
Love is no more
Neither expectations nor reproaches
Neither laughter nor crying
Just feeling of Love
The verb love
Appreciation and joviality
Noble sentiment, measured neutrality
Where are absent value judgments
Love and is approaching the divine
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Bosphorus my love
Ah, the Bosphorus
  The sun is not far layer of Marmara
  And the wooden houses that float on the rocks
  He is crazy lover of Istanbul
  It is crazy that does not die without me
  Under the Galata Bridge pass the crazy boats
Who mourn the memory of a spring day
And the breeze rises fumes
That shape your body
Which connects the ports
I will see you again, remember, reconcile with love
City poetic, magical and exotic
Sophist, Sufi and sophisticated
It houses the cosmopolitan
  Modern and ancient
Chaste and nudist
Because of the Bosphorus vibrates a poetic energy
Everything is blue in Istanbul
Scrollwork and dreams go up in the evening cold
Because of the Bosphorus passing winds
I will return one day cross the bridge, watching the feluccas
And join your love ...
I leave a little sad without doubt
  But glad you be the first
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To love is to love the universe
The meeting itself is a shock
If we can talk
From what has been for a long time
Hurt us in secret
This means that we are healed
If we can really love
We will love each other and tell it
Self-love requires a long process
The likely, hypocritical and jealous
Don't love
So how can love others!