You're in Morocco and it feels like home. The diamond patterned tiles swirl in your head as your sleep on the first night.
In your dream, you wander in and out of shadows and darkness, turning corners to see the blue of the ocean, entering doorways
filled with red carpets and gold oil lamps.
On your first morning, birds soar in the watercolored sky and when you hear the fountain beneath your window, you feel you are in paradise.
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This felt so like a lovely prose poem to me, I broke up the lines so it would look like one. Wonderful, wonderful images! (As always.)
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