By costin tuculescu

i saw her face,
she smiles at me,
what sign or meaning could this be?
i take her by the hand but she says no.

i can't resist,
i must steal a kiss,
tomorrow she's gone and will be missed.
guess i'll just wait, for her.

a sign of mine, she knows i'm hers,
but her smile still leaves me puzzled,
when i walk by my eyes meet her's
and i still don't know what this all means.

my heartbeat races,
there's so many faces,
but her face won't leave my mind,
i try to see her, but she won't show.

understanding that time is short,
and i want more than her retorts,
this time, i just don't think i'll win.

someday,i will see her again,
and when that day comes,
i will know, what to do,
cuz i don't want it,
to end this way....again