the appearance of one more body in that room
the heat that rises to my head
a look
he returns it
playing cool is the human way to react
it is tough to hide a chemistry
an attraction
it’s puzzling
it doesn’t seem moral
but how can a matter of the heart be unmoral
the mystery about not knowing
‘el amor sin pecado es como el huevo sin sal’
there is a reason
and there shall be no guilt
I cannot stop
images repeat in my mind
the look in your eyes
and the moments we meet
what am I supposed to do
will I wait until I meet someone like you again
just in a better moment
and with more courage
or will I risk all at once.