tension

the silence between us
feels dangerous sometimes

despite the warmth and ease
and comfort in the quiet

hands threaten to convey the
truths which lips refuse release

so i speak, incite laughter,
hope my eyes are not too telling

pretend there is no degree of
comprehension, feign blindness

revel in the purity
of desire unrealized

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