It is the reflection of what you would see
deep down my eyes when I'm mesmerized by the sea
wondering which seashell would
lead me to his voice once again
It is the color of my heart, tainted
with the fantasy of the doors of Santorini
and the 4 p.m sky when I am just too tired
of having eternal, frightening midnight in my heart
It is the color they say you feel
when you are down
but it is the color of my soul;
for I am half ocean and half sky
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text // alia al-humaidan
art // reema alfozan