there was a park
a belt of red walking ground
in the midst of an array
of long, long trees

when you’re walking
in the middle of it
it looks like a forest
silent, serene, mysterious

i saw us there
a movie, a memory
in one fleeting glance

we were walking
arm in arm
with beanies on our heads
and thick coats on our shoulders
we were laughing
eating from a packet of kestane
having a wonderful time
in the middle of the deep words

in just a tiny little glance
we were in love

and that’s all i needed
for this longing
to lift itself and fly away
for the day
just today

——

*kestane is the Turkish word for chestnut.