Do you see me as I see you? <br />Empty memories flooding empty space. <br />Minute synapses sporadically sparking <br />Endeavour the face or taste of you to trace. <br />No one home. Is the light still on? <br />Terra firma is jelly in this place. <br />I touch you when you’re not here. <br />Alone in a crowd. I smile. With grace. <br /> <br />Prionsías Ó Canáin<br /><br />Prionsías Ó Canáin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/age-and-forgetting-things/
