I still remember
the feel of your face...
it was soft,
your eyes so
gentle and kind,
it did not critisize,
it only told
me kind words.
I remember,
that expression,
that I saw
that told me everything.
Somehow,
somewhere,
I saw you
but I can't remember.
I only know
that if you were
really there,
I think I would
fall...
if you had asked,
I would fall,
if you had
space in your heart,
I would fall.
But who are you...
Your face was blurry,
so I could not see
for sure,
but you were
a sweet,
kindhearted one.
I think once in a while,
why I thought of this
this image
of someone I do not
even know
or recognize...
for it was
perhaps only
a dream.
