Underneath the moonlit skies of Istanbul,
Where ancient whispers serenade the night,
Love blooms like tulips in a Sultan’s garden,
Embracing hearts with a timeless delight.
The Bosphorus flows with tales of yore,
Murmuring secrets of a love so pure,
Two souls entwined in a dance eternal,
Their passion as deep as the ocean’s azure.
Amidst the call of the minarets tall,
And melodies of a neyâs soft tune,
They find solace in each other’s gaze,
A love that eclipses the crescent moon.
Hand in hand through bazaars they wander,
Each moment a treasure, each glance a kiss,
In the heart of Turkey’s timeless wonder,
They discover a love that’s truly bliss.