The slight cast of your coffee froth gaze
inside the gypsies cup
Mystery/miles away...
Is it because of raki/or I?
At the shores of horizon
the sky is calm
Thirsty gazelle/fearful
as I’m looking escapes from my sight
But/I
I had come to have heart to heart talk
with the apple of thy eyes...
Shadow had fallen
I didn’t’t count the times
Even one moment
Had accommodated
Morning to the future and
Dreamt
Yet
Were only going to ask for love
One drop from you
But/I
But/I
...



Poem by: Atilla Elustun 14/8/2005 Emirgan-Istanbul
Translation by: Gunsel Djemal - London