A glance,
when you least expect it,
a word,
a kiss,
love sent in a letter
a hug,
with warmth,
means so much,
for our love,
every so often,
a discrepancy,
an argument,
with another type of glance.
A tear,
A step back,
A kiss,
A word to repair,
Collapsed bridges,
To return,
The glance,
The sweet one,
Full of love,
We are not perfect,
We are different,
We are fire,
But with a glance,
All things said,
When It was better,
To have been tight-lipped

Original Poem in italian <Sguardo>.

© D.Hobson March 2014