We are Morse code with missing dots
A book cipher with missing pages and blurred lines
We are Caeser code with letters and unknown positions,
Our love is braille that can’t be felt
A sign language that can’t be seen
A tap code that can’t be heard
The mystery of the Titanic,
And Cinderella’s missing slipper
We are magnets with the same poles,
They will never meet
But I’d like to think;
A story with a tragic ending,
Is still a story.
