It was not
an answer of yes or no
you really can’t tell
from the stolen glances of
uncertainty, could it be
something I haven’t seen
Before? Could this subject
be? And the professor asks:
What is love? And someone
from the other side looks. What
is love? Catching the glance
Silence, and once again, what is
love can this be? What
separates between two subjects
Not just objects of desire, the
separation slowly and quietly
disperses among the objects, amid
the stolen glances, the stolen
just stolen smiles and invitations
to a love that will never just be.
