Cinematic breakup
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You gaze at me from the train car
Through the eternally dusty window.
Fantastically lovely, silent —
A heroine of silent cinema.
Lips whisper tenderness sadly,
But their caress is soundlessly quiet,
They smile unnaturally
With eyes of a yellowish-brown hue.
No sound, no word between us,
The power of silence oppresses.
Eyelashes flutter in waves,
Across the cheeks, pallor has spread.
Distances, separations, farewells…
The world has closed in on them, so tritely!
For a moment of love and suffering
The train fell silent like a loathsome snake.
The clattering vestibule of the car
Will vanish with your pale visage,
Which from the empty, cigarette-butt-strewn platform
Seemed screen-like and alien.
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