Little Broken Heart

now Istanbul calls me home
to little ferry docks, to a little sea
to your little hand, to your little smile
with all its gigantic heart

but when Istanbul calls me home
it knows it calls me away from
another a home, a little home
with a little heart where I'd like to place
your little hand, your little smile,
your little you, your little heart
and Istanbul's whole gigantic heart

now you call me home
and I call me home, too,
so let's ride little ferries to a little dock
in the heart of a little sea
meet there, forget about hearts
forget about seas, forget about cities
forget about Istanbul, forget about you, about me, about home
and live off your little hand and your little smile.

2/11/2012