can you hear
telepathic words
sent from eyes to ears
bypassing lips
afraid to be given away
too lightly
fragile like bubbles
travelling from here to there
leaving nothing in the air between us
besides each another's breath
pulse beats
vibrate in the pupils of your eyes
trying not to look away this time
as i have done before
as calendar pages fell to the floor
again and again
trying to wallpaper
the cubicles that bind us
from being artists
time has stopped being an enemy
seems like an old friend
known and trusted
especially when
there is noone to translate
my sentence fragments
into feelings
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