Surrounded by all that noise
let us be silent
No chance
even to hear one's own voice
A few gestures will do
arms flung above our heads
lips pursed in comic despair
When no one's looking
we swiftly touch each other
What could be lovelier
than wordless touching
From your lips
I can read your tiny sighs
your inaudible scream
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