A rare touch

In your silence
In your serene eyes
Like twin moons with holes straight through
There is no trace of love

Your soul
Transparent crystal glass
A portrait of a life
Background distorted by cracks

My hand touched yours
In a swift motion
Barely existent
A fragment of my dreams

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