This article was automatically translated from the original Turkish version.
I say your smile,
it falls upon me like morning light.
Then your gaze comes to mind,
it cannot fit in a single word,
it quietly tells an entire lifetime.
Your hands...
even without touching, their warmth lingers in the air,
even the wind envies their grace.
Your cheeks,
like a pink hope blooming in the first breeze of spring.
Your brows and lashes,
as if delicate lines of night,
holding a thousand secrets in a single glance.
And most of all, your eyes...
that depth which silences all words,
to lose oneself there,
is, in truth, to find the very best.
Köseoğlu, Selahattin. "Gözlerinde Bulunmak." Unpublished poem, 2025.
