by Âlâ Tevfik

I am not sure what to write! I wrote your beauty, your face, your eyes, your lips, I wrote your body, your curves, your skin, the gap between your thighs, I wrote about your mountains, your rivers, your roaring seas, your gasps, your sharp heavy breaths, I wrote you, torn you, wrote you again, neglected you, published you, made love to you in privacy publicly, yet I am still not sure or am I sure what to write!

— Lala Tevfik