I See Her Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

I know that She knows that I see her in a flower, In a rose, In a passing cloud, On the rock of suicide, In a kiss, In a laugh, In a smile, In a pretty face, Among the spikes of grain, In a grain of sand, Near the Patos Orchard, Anywhere and everywhere... I see her inside me and Inside my poems... Seeing her makes feel wonderfully and Greatly anytime... I love to see her and By seeing her, then I see myself in that pretty mirror. _