In Istanbul’s embrace, where East meets West,
A tale unfolds from my heart’s quiet quest.
By Bosporus shores, under a crescent moon,
Fell for a smile that made the stars swoon.
Her eyes, a mystery of the deep Black Sea,
Whispered ancient tales in silent decree.
A laugh that danced like light on golden sands,
A gentle touch from her olive-toned hands.
Through spice-scented streets we wandered free,
Tasting sweet baklava, sipping dark tea.
In Grand Bazaar’s maze, amid vibrant hues,
I lost myself to her melodious muse.
She taught me love in words softly spoken,
In every gesture, a heartfelt token.
From Rumi’s verses to the strum of oud,
She’s the melody in a crowd so loud.
Under Galata’s gaze, time seemed to cease,
Her whispers carried on the evening breeze.
In each shared sunset, in each dream we wove,
She painted my soul with the colors of love.
Now separated by seas wide and deep,
Her memory is the promise I keep.
For in my heart, she’s the prayer I choose,
My muse, my melody, my Turkish muse.
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