We looked at each other with the awkward kind of knowing
Un-fed passions blazed in our eyes
we felt 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