If I saw you again, I would make the mistake of looking at you for too long

Because there are looks that end when you take your eyes away, But yours continued to haunt me much later, Becoming a memory, a shelter, a nostalgia, And in the silent certainty that some people manage to stay forever, With only a few seconds of shared existence. Because there are desires born in the skin, But ours was always more dangerous: it was born in the soul. One look would be enough to remember everything that never happened and yet, Still burning inside me like it happened a thousand times, I would approach slowly, not cautiously, But because there are presences that are savored before touching, Impossible loves whose closeness alone has the ability to burn all the corners we thought calmly. And then I would feel again that unbearable tension between wanting to run away and wanting to stay forever, I would like to get lost in your eyes, to memorize the curve of your smile, To get close enough to feel your breathing and find out if you still cause the same vertigo in me. Because there are people who awaken desire, But you always awakened something much deeper: The need to belong, even if only for a moment, To what could never be mine. Maybe I'd smile, maybe I'd fake serenity, But inside I would be fighting an impossible battle, Because if I saw you again, You would discover in my eyes everything my lips never dared to tell you: That you still exist in my innermost thoughts, That you're still that beautiful temptation from which I never wanted to be saved, And that there is a part of me that would keep giving itself to you, With the same intensity with which some souls love only once in a lifetime. Elizabeth Franco.