3 days have past and I still ponder if that evening of February really happened. I still wonder if those those mystically beautiful green eyes were there in front of me glittering my heart out. Did that gem of a soul actually share a few moments of her life with me on that hill top as me, her and Shee watched the nightlight and fireworks of Muscat?
Was it true that she actually called me museem and accepted me as a friend. Did that gifted soul cross paths with me? A friend whom i had heard about a million times from Shee
They say her nation signifies beauty and covers itself with a tint of Arab mysticism. I heard them say but on that special day i saw that beauty and mystism in those magical green eyes.
Consider me fortunate for i have seen the magic of true friendship in those green eyes. And consider me blessed for i have been given a little corner in that friendship.
Oh the green eyed angel, i thank thy for being a part of She and i thank thy for that sparkling effect on my life. God Bless you dear M.
3 Person(s) Massacred this Blurt Out:
nice story man..... Now where is my company names u MF.
Donn bother now. Its fixed
Whoaaaaaa Mussieeeeeee....
Kid not yourself....
it was plainly your GREEN EYES OF ENVY....
Sigh!!! How sadly Mussieeeee and his common sense are in constant dis-connect....
Sigh...
musee thers so much more to mahthu than just green eyes...yea of course it is like an occean that reflects life..:)
she is one of my blessings:)
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