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We looked at each other with the awkward kind of knowing 

Un-fed passions blazed in our eyes

 we felt as transparent as glass 

Wondering if everyone saw what was written on our souls, 

In our hearts.

There was no explanation

Emotions carried through time effortlessly

Spite and grievances only ever served to cope with the proximity of temptation

And the seemingly endless chasm of distance in each other's absences

Every violent tearing of our hearts quickly forgotten.

We lingered in eacothers atmosphere

scratching for words that resembled polite conversation 

Aching to sit quietly living in each other's eyes

There was a communion in the quiet spaces 

Awkward as they were 

Of togetherness 

Of waiting 

Of knowing

Our time would come

Not today,

this life time, 

And maybe not the next 

But inbetween;

Like the spaces between unnecessary words

Where a whole universe lives 

Between our souls