When To Tell Fantastic Tales
Under Mediterranean skies
Friendly geese chasing clouds
Turkish men singing
“I found my love in Portofino”
Robbins pigeons roosters
Chanting along
Do you hear today
Right this
instant
What I heard then ?
Can you imagine feeling
How I was burning?
Burning sun darkening legs
Muscular men
Jogging effortless
Standing still
This is the island Buyukada
My harbor
My first teacher
Teaching
Punching
When to run
Went to flee
When to tell fantastic tales
When late for dinner
And baba
frowning
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