By Kaka
Date: 25 October 1999

Wondering

Sitting at the corner of this isolated room, 
Satring at you from afar.
Wondering if that is really you sitting across my eyes.
I smile, looking at each little movement and every simple expression on
your face.
A shake of your finger tips or a blink of your eyes touches my heart deeply.
I lean my head on my head,
keeping my head still, beholding my eyes and images of you.
Imaging you sitting next to me.
Perhaps, you won't notice me burying my eyes on you.
But as you turn around, finding me sitting at this place,
I pretend to look away.
My heart pound, not awaring that you alread notice my stare.
The corner of my eyes sit still there
How do I calm the sound of the beats?
Tell me? Am I holding this chance to make you look at me again?