Zerda

I would give up on

Every single word

In every one of my poems

Just for your touch

To make a poem

Out of your warmth

I would give up on

Every string

On my rusty guitar

Just for your embrace

To make the tenderest melody

That mankind can ever yield

Because,

What would be the reason of my art

If you weren't the inspiration?

What would be the reason of my life

If you weren't in it?

I love you for you are my masterpiece

And I know you love me too because I'm in it

And I would still love you if you were not real.

For you make me question reality

Numan Can ÇAKIR