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Indrajith
Guest
THE PARADOX
This is the paradox of LOVE
To be profoundly known without a word
To feel the resonance of another soul within
Your own heart
If two souls can bask in silence
Without longing for words
Then their hearts have whispered
Secrets to each other that
language cannot Capture.
Every sigh, every touch, becomes a declaration
Eyes meet and, in that glance, volumes are spoken
Hands touch and, in their warmth,
A dialogue richer than any penned letter unfolds
The deepest connections require no words.



