Two planets apart, one blue, one red,
Different worlds, different paths they tread.
Each speaks a language the other can't hear,
They argue, they hurt, they linger in fear.
They stand side by side, yet distant in mind,
A glance, a gesture, connection they find.
Eyes and expressions, the only bridge near,
The language of love whispers soft and clear.
No words are needed, no voices to say,
Love lives in the actions, in gentle display.
A warm breeze, a look, a kind little sign,
A scent, a compliment, and hearts intertwine.
Blue and red worlds, two souls, two ways,
A gap of words, but a bridge that stays.
Even when speech wounds and tears them apart,
Silent communication still speaks to the heart.
Unspoken
© Copyright: Алиша Хьюз, 2025
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