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