Through shuffling passengers
their eyes first meet
With a softly raised eyebrow
Each other they greet

Through deliberate seating
In direct line of sight,
With their hopeful hearts beating,
Their passions ignite

Through carefully dropped books
They succumb to their yearning
Exchange lingering looks
With a direct gaze that’s burning

Through nervous darting eyes
In opposing directions
They expose their eager cries
For each others’ attention

And through their look of disillusion
Upon their fruitless farewell
They reveal their frustration
At not leaving their shell

But through all that has been spoken
Neither dares to make a sound
And the silence remains unbroken
For their voices stay buried
Underground