That day was our first hi and first hello, days, weeks passed then followed by, 'I think I need to know you'.
You, a man of expression bespoke of great mystery.
Mysterious are they, your eyes shows a glimpse of mystifying expression understood only by few.
Few and reserve, that I define you, a man of few words with a profound character waiting to be deciphered.
Decrypting, that I'm finding. Finding, that I'm observing. Observing, that I'm appreciating, appreciating those mysterious eyes, with a soft quiet smile, smile of a man with a free flowing and stout spirit.
A beautiful not so distant memory, that first 5 sec that became an hour, an hour of standing in an isle facing, smiling pass each other. That I wont forget, that scene shot in slow-moving clips.
That was my beautiful not so distant memory :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem