The light of the moon
could barely make me see
the beauty I was looking for.
The light was even fading,
with so much looking.
I don't know how I found you,
but, I do know, that the door
opened up my light.
When you found me.
Jeddah, Nov 9, 2017
Fish
My babies - last of the Mohiccans
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