Minding my own buisness
then...
you turn
Our eyes explode into each other
For a split second
I feel your feelings
'Look away' I tell myself
but you have me hooked
in your desrires, dreams, fears
and for a second I wonder
Do you feel the same
you look away
and those wonderfully challenging
few seconds are gone
Still I wait
wanting
needing
you to look at me
Craving your acceptence
craving you
'I will wait' I tell myself
and in a split second
It is all over
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem