Locked in conversation across the booth, your hand lightly playing with mine.
A feeling of grace surrounds our impenetrable aura.
Laughter and chatter can only be heard by those eavesdropping ears.
But to us, there is no music as sweet.
Noticed by all, we notice no one
We are alone but together with everyone.
We share our souls and talk for the other
Together, we live.
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