Love is a Revolution
Love is a Revolution Your gaze is a blow in my eyes Your sweet tongue is a revolution in my heart My thoughts are handcuffed My emotions are at curfew Your poison is pacing in my veins My heart has adapted its rhythm to you My cells have formed an organisation for you Secluded mind, idea The streets of my brain are dark The light is on only when you come What is hunger, what is satiety My secrets voluntarily give me away My soul has raised its hands, surrendered Your voice is ringing on the radio; ‘This self devoid of love We confiscated it in the middle of the night’ The body is curled up in a bunk Writhing behind bars A confusion, a panic, a rush The sound of boots echoes on the walls You are struggling, flapping, staggering You are helpless, you know there is no salvation The guard opens the small window in your cell Slowly approaching footsteps And the commander of the revolution appears in your eyes Metin ERDEN