I love you like dipping bread into salt and eating.
Like waking up at night with high fever.
And drinking water with the tap in my mouth.
Like unwrapping the heavy box from the postman.
With no clue what it is.
Flattering, happy, doubtful.
I love you like flying over the sea in a play for the first time.
Like something moves inside me.
When it gets dark softly in Istanbul.
I love you like thanking god that we live.

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