© Lourdes Monteiro 
© Dirk Engelage

And there you were, 
out of the blue, 
your face 
so close to mine 
that I could see 
the small irregularities 
in skin and in makeup

but soon enough 
those details disappeared 
when I looked 
at your eyes 
and saw the pain 
in there the tears

what could I do 
but softly touch 
your face, 
lean in and 
softly kiss 
your trembling lips

and wait for you 
to tell me 
what is wrong?