''moment'' Poem by Alee Awthif

'The moment you see me in my eyes,
The other date of October,
Excluding today's left blurry sight,
How we are full of presence and perfect in instinct,
As the river flows parallel with the dove's flight,
Oh! And the consistent blink of your eyes,
Like it pronounced am' nominated for literature prize,
Let it for infinite counts,
Every time my name came out,
Over your forehead,
Highlighted with dark eyebrows,
Like rings appeared after drown of pebbles,
Thrown by a poet for his beloved,
Before a thought,
Like, after every verse.'