barbwired
escape from your caress eludes me
scabs grow fresh wounds anew
i thus await the last fall of flesh
© hülya n yılmaz – March 10, 2014
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drought
come bottle your thirst put it aside
let us pass by a number of seasons
when you are ready lift the crack
the rain will obey no doubt
© hülya n yılmaz – March 16, 2014