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the fish found you didn't matter
over the sword - It seemed
on those days that whether
search for pearls in the sea
lips - something about how
to live with dignity
the horizon - A line of poetry
casting dance - a longing as you
moved your body toward
eyes - the patience of waiting
was - watching you take in the
unending distances with your
closer to the bass and bream
a spot on the slippery rocks
that jutted out to sea - to get
as we stood on the Beirut shore
and it took all of my small body
to hold on to you and the rod
Sometimes you would choose
Those days I learned what sabr
There was tenderness in your
would often emerge from your
appreciate the power of the pen
