The Look

in your 
mother’s eyes
before the rains

in the 
child’s eyes
when you placed
a chocolate
in her palm

in the 
teacher’s eyes
when she learned
you wrote a book

in your 
father’s eyes
when he said, 
“Your mother 
is dead.”

in your eyes
after the 
first kiss
and the 
unquenchable 
thirst 
for another 
in the 
blinding tears 
of the last 
goodbye