you were five seats away, too far
though rather you far than close
merely strangers nothing between us except emptiness
never more
words unspoken and fingertips untouched.
our only interaction by
my hand sliding the papers
too forcefully your eraser falls; apologies silent words amused smirks.
too lightly you reach for it; eyes meet confirm.
your hand slamming down on the papers
claiming; completing our interaction
until the next stack.
one hundred and twenty minutes of
secret smiles
and a glance, a glimpse hoping awaiting
a second when our eyes speak everything yet nothing
is all we have.
nothing more nothing less
but enough.