Unspoken

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Within the eternities
of noon and the sunset
intertwined within moments
of unbearable joy
and thoughtful sorrows

With the folly of forgotten garlic,
fresh shrimp and 'dianying'
along with whispered talks
and silent tears
a constant sigh
hangs in the air---
acknowledged yet unspoken.

Locked between the shadow
of measured happiness
and a longing for more
our souls danced together
and time stood frozen to watch.

Here, two lonely half-souls
collide for the first time ---
finally, and at last.