Before you scrape <br />and erase their marks <br />when I do read <br />few letters stick <br />on your lips <br />How, I do flow! <br />in the moist layers <br />with conscious mind of <br />some other space <br />and within no moment <br />I sink in eyes... <br />for ages... for lives <br />going to die <br />coming to life... <br />..... <br />When i return... <br />coffee is served!<br /><br />Ali Adamson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eyes-white-holes/
