I
Kissed You with Sparrows
We are kissing each other on the lips
while hitting Love and wobbling around
only the walls are barricade to our lust.
Your mouth is beginning with a damp alphabet
a red butterfly settled on your face.
while hitting Love and wobbling around
only the walls are barricade to our lust.
Your mouth is beginning with a damp alphabet
a red butterfly settled on your face.
Look dear, sparrows are flapping in my rib cage
I kissed you with sparrows from the thin places of your dreams.
I kissed you with sparrows from the thin places of your dreams.
Your breasts are two bunches of daisy
suddenly blooming through the sky of my mouth.
Then your breasts are a pensive river
flowing into the sea of my mouth.
I draw the purple map of lust on your skin by my mouth.
suddenly blooming through the sky of my mouth.
Then your breasts are a pensive river
flowing into the sea of my mouth.
I draw the purple map of lust on your skin by my mouth.
Look dear, sparrows are flapping in my rib cage
I kissed you with sparrows from the thin places of your dreams.
I kissed you with sparrows from the thin places of your dreams.
Serkan
Engin
Empty
Mirror Magazine, September 2013
Poeming Pigeons (International Thematic Poetry Anthology), 2015
Poeming Pigeons (International Thematic Poetry Anthology), 2015
Photographed
by Jana Lenaerts
Photograph Art Model: Veerle Deknopper
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