[Jeff]

I would rather sit wordless
than wail at the top of my lungs
about your beauty, your beautiful beauty
in the middle of people that don't hear me

I'm so pleased to be with you
I can almost feel you at the tips of my fingers
You should visit more often
( put my hand against the glass )

(warmth travels through)

I am trapped inside this man
I scream, but he is wordless
like you, sing, wordless, sing into my mouth
breathe into my mouth, but you can never touch me

for behind these skins, we are years and yards apart
two bubbled people unable
to break out into the atmosphere
to breathe one and only one toxic breath

( but still together )