Love Poem- (Ümit Yasar Oguzcan)

I loved most your that beautiful sound
Like a steamy fresh bread enticing hound
Calling for love first, then making me rest
You are ever my friend, You are ever my dearest

I loved most your that beautiful hands
As cool as a spring, tiny, clean lands 
I have witnessed several fine beauties on earth
Woke up on your hands,the most beautiful hearth

I loved most your that beautiful eyes
Times childish blue, times green dyes
Daylights, happiness, joys and cries
None is meaningful as much as your eyes

I loved most your that beautiful pending smile
Pleasing me by blossoming flowers from a mile 
Making all my suffering suddenly gone to exile
My world becomes always bright when you smile

I loved most your that beautiful manner
Your mercy to weak, for tyrants your hammer 
Against opressions and unjust, a careful planner
You are always my dignified, wild tiger banner

I loved most your that beautiful heart full of love
Embracing all sorts of children like a peace dove
While many loves were sold cheap and burnt in stove
You were the one left everything and put love above

I loved most your that beautiful reflection to me
Reviving inside and becoming one at home with me
Your courage, your decency and your pure nature 
I loved you, I loved you, I loved you, I loved...