I saw her picture from
Grand Mosque in Abudhabi
In a black Abaya and Hijab
She is not a Muslim,
But she looked like one,
I never saw her that pretty before
I've been seeing her from her teenage
I couldn't take my eyes off her smile
She was glowing like gold in black sand
Her eyes sparkled like lights from mist
There was unusual grace and elegance
I don't have words to narrate her beauty
I just wished to marry her with that smile
A poem based on #writemap word prompt
Image from Unsplash
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