The Muse -42- Şiiri - Bilal Geniş

The Muse -42-

Do you know..
The muse..
Recently...
To my tiny heart...
Tells a remark...
Burn she has throw at a face..
To my heart...
At a moment...
Springtime you come.
Apoidea protrude...
Gather honey..
Butterflies soar.
Daisies...
Abundantly daily..
Love live..
Birds you sing...
Gazeller a dance to do..
At my heart's garden...
You open red roses...
One after breaks..
You kiss after abundantly smells...
The damage batsada which erects is not..
What become...
Says that she loved...
She will stand...
Dursun...
That tired heart...
Identical thing like butterflies...
The day son...
Bid afarewell to the life like..
Understand is the me...
The I loved the you...
The muse..

Mersin 25.04.1983 Bilal Genis