I kept telling my eyes to look and enjoy;
this is the creation of God in it's most artistic form.
With a wink she turns stars into butterflies,
flying my ideas with strings of lights.
The details that complete all those nude drama stories turning them into a story you wish to be part of are just a move of her fingers,
and her fingers are daggers stabbing all the sad ends to death and replacing them with mermaids, flamingos, jewelry, a whale giving us a ballet show and much more right at your doorsteps.
Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020
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