Untitled #4.

I keep longing for the silence
the unspeakable tension in the eyes
The words almost at the lips:
a glottal push away from parting
The sidelong glances, the warm embraces
Dialogue without a word spoken
These, oh these emotions
would certainly be lost
in translation.

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