I woke up around you again today
I fried egg rolls,
quarter past you.
You were thirty and put my love in it
when I brew clove-scented tea.
twenty past you
I stretched while traveling
I had a lunch pack in my hand,
As a precaution for corona days.
when you walk out the door
the sun has turned away,
I warmed my heart with your smile.
leaving the house like you.
aftershave
smell in my nose
on the way to work,
the roads you crossed before me
and I looked at the traffic lights
to satisfy my longing.
My phone rang,
it's you at thirty
it was dinner time
I opened,
I picked up the phone.
I said in return,
I also said in Cypriot.
ten past you
At sunset
I came home from work.
You got back at a quarter past.
passion fruit in the garden
they got a little bigger.
I took a branch and put it in water,
to root.
I prayed maybe how many times
to our love.
we looked at the full moon together
time has passed,
a little past you
after dinner
while drinking coffee.
I fell a sleep,
You held my hand in my dream
it was warm
it seemed real.
I woke up,
the sky was not clear yet,
it was about you
the parts you love
to listen
I put on my headphones.
the previous day
I wrote this poem until you
I got up and brewed the tea.
Zeynep Yenen