Each day we met <br />I caught you looking <br />but acted not seeing <br /> <br />Yet when I turned back <br />I saw you glanced at me again <br />as your image reflected on the mirror <br /> <br />love still exist <br />it still burns inside us <br />it ignites when we touch <br />beholding the 'apple of the eyes.'<br /><br />Marvin Brato Sr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-love-touched/
