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  • Writer's pictureEleonora Soteriou


Friendship When an exchanged glance shares more than any words could – When your eyes can talk. Attraction This isn’t wine – it’s nectar. I sip your essence of divinity. Lust Watch my chest heaving; broken breathing. You haven’t even touched me yet. Exhaustion ‘I just…just need sleep’ ‘Can I bring you anything?’ ‘No…just let me sleep’ Miscommunication We talk – always in different languages – sipping cups of the same tea. Loneliness Silence is louder, seconds slide slower waiting by the telephone. Loss All the time we had, gone in a single second. Will we meet again? Tranquility Salty breeze tangles Waves of hair whirling in the Wind – lightness of soul.

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