Spring didn’t bring any change.
As dull clouds spilled ink
on the white face of the sky
so did your cheeks grow
more yellow creases
and lips were losing their smile.
Emptiness swallowed all the words:
our nameless turning heads,
evasion of eyesight collision
is the only language we know.
Maja S. Todorovic
Business in Rhyme 
The language of gestures and looks, known universally across all word barriers.
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or absence of any gesture and look – in an intimate relationship that is a new language 🙂
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