What is true love? Bulent ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Love… ❤️ What a beautiful word, what an unknown concept. ❤️
Is love a series of simple chemical reactions in our body or a habit formed during prolonged contact? ❤️
Or maybe there is something else, something indescribable, indescribable, unspeakable. ❤️Something that appears in our life as a gift from above? ❤️

For me, love is above all respect, sincerity, friendship, passion, compassion, honesty and something else. ❤️
Something that brings two people together and gives them the opportunity to get to know each other, to be together. ❤️❤️
Something that gives them a chance at happiness. ❤️❤️
And how hard it is sometimes not to miss this opportunity. ❤️❤️
And when love rises in our hearts, those who can hold it and learn will leave it there forever, because true love does not pass.
And those who succeed will be the happiest in the world. ❤️❤️ So maybe it's worth trying to really love? ❤️❤️I think it's worth everything for love, BULENT
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I want to say a word, ❤️
So be it Hugs, loves, ❤️
From the ordinary earthly world❤️ You
elevated to heaven. ❤️

I want to give you a song❤️
To goodness, love, spring.❤️ yours
To make it more interesting for you, ❤️ In
I will melt all fairy tales and dreams. ❤️

I want to give you the sun, ❤️ In the cold
to warm you❤️
And gave a smile at the window ❤️
always cheerful

For you to be❤️ I want to give you strength ❤️
Climbing a steep slope, ❤️
May the soul never be cold
❤️ And he sought happiness on the roads. ❤️ in my palms

I'll give it a chance, ❤️
Tenderness, joy, imagination ❤️
I'll give my heart too❤️ in return
for you to smile at me. ❤️ ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
LOVE
Come, dear, come help if you want, Wound if you want, Ask me what is wrong with my heart, Ask me about my yellowing face, O the left half of my heart, I put you on my mind, I have not thought of you, I put you in my heart, I am not satisfied with you, My love for you burns, Love is not what you think. .❤️❤️❤️❤️
I HAVE TO YOU
I'm obligated to you, you don't know I keep your name in my mind like a nail Your eyes get bigger as you grow You don't know I'm obligated to you I warm my heart with you. The trees are getting ready for autumn. Is this city that old Istanbul? In the dark, the clouds are breaking. The street lamps are suddenly on. The smell of rain on the sidewalks. Sometimes to love is infamously fearful. One gets tired suddenly one evening. A prisoner razor lives in your mouth.

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me? POEMS BULENT