I
want to be a dried red rose between the pages of your diary.
A
rose petal which reminds you of love,
A
rose petal which has been kept for years
As
it grows old and dry, it will heal a message,
And
will waken the love in your heart.
I
want a place in your heart.
I
want to own your love for an eternity.
I
want to live the love
Which
a rose petal carries with it…
Written: 15.12.1993
*This
poem is a translation of a Turkish poem I have written –funny it doesn’t seem
to rhyme.
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