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Apr 2015
She is the woman,i love
Wiping away questions like,
When,where and how..
She is the woman,i love
Tweeting like a bird in dawn
Now,here and with a joy, so divine
She is the woman i love
seeking truths with her heart somehow
Is a bud still waiting to blossom, but how?
she is the woman,i love
Reminding of freedom like a dove in blue sky
Flying as a bird and can easily be hurt,so fragile
She is the woman i love
Through the darkness what i hope
Glows upon a star that she holds
She keeps much more than anyone knows
And since once my heart has seen how her heart flows
I began to call her so,the woman i love.
We can never know what future brings
Among your hopes,you look for a relief of a belief
Whenever i feel like being close to her grief
There i turn into a wind carrying beauties for her to give
As she has made me believe,
There is love and
She is the woman i love..
Ahmet
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Ahmet  Istanbul
(Istanbul)   
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