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We ride across the Bosporus Bridge
Were you visualising bridges in London
You gave me handful of green pebbles
I can recall my frozen hands
Then I drunk the light from your eyes
I am in London
I still sense you and crave
Sipping my drink on Thames
Looking up the sky
And trying to read inside the clouds
With the colour of your voice
Send me a poem sometime…
©Günsel Djemal 22.09.2011
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