They Dance Unknowingly

Wisps of mists
gossamer ghosts
they dance together
words sparring
from closed lips

seeking solace
from others
sending messages
on pages
ignoring the knowing

touching minds
holding hands
never really showing
just visions
seen by watchers

pride prejudice
undesired parcels
vibes that doesn't chime
bells caught dumb
keeps them apart

Ignorance is bliss
yet from the corner
of the eyes
He teases.