As I sat in a crowded room full of strange faces.
Soberly observing.
Imagining the mysteries behind each set of unrecognizable eyes.
I turned to see this smile.
A sparkle in his eyes.
In an instant our bodies were contiguous where.
Even over the thump.
Thump of the deafening beat.
Our hearts rang strong against one another.
Tangled together.
Strangers' stories lay neglected and forgotten.
A heap of mystery in a cold dark corner.
For this is the only story that matters.
It is kept safe and warm between our beating hearts.
Eyes locked.
We could not help but smile.
This is Love.
Might be.
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