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, 'cause I don't want it, to end this way....again!