The night is not like flowers
Nor are those days nearby
Which bloom on the earth like sunshine
Neither are the small silken clouds trembling in the wind, raining
Nor are the stars strung in the sky
Only you are there
Under this roof of the house
These are the most beautiful moments between us
As if songs and words are composing
The world's greatest love poem
Love means looking at each other
With the arteries of waves, the gusts of wind
Holding each other's hand
Many times I think why should I love a house made of mud and clay
And at the same moment I hear your laughter
And all the walls of the house keep shaking with blooming
And we both keep sitting for hours
In our most beloved place
The balcony, The smell of spring
The wet leaves of small flowers planted in the pot
The rays of the sun filled with colors
We keep drowning
The waves take us away
Wherever our love is
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 馃槉馃檹 
