Our Secret Language Poem by Lahnee A.
Our Secret Language
He looks at me.
I laugh.
He nods.
Our secret language.
Across the room
We communicate.
I nod.
Our secret language.
People stare
And rumors fly.
He nods.
Our secret language.
It consists of Nods and Grins.
Of barely suppressed Laughter.
It consists of Inside Jokes
And Eyes, moving ever faster.
We both look up,
Try not to grin.
We nod.
Our secret language.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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