With you

Living under our same roof of love I , you and silence sweetening the moment I can't get enough of it , I best work in the darkness I am sick for the tours of your fingers onto my skin I am weak of the goosebumps awaking to welcome you I can see the distance between us a needle is too big to fit in Chests greeting with humour and laughters are the heartbeats I am weaker when you cross your arms behind my back The ATP begin emptying like myself is a working muscle cell One breath of the fives I had is lost and the tone is much low Not high pitches because they can break a sweetening silence I am weakest when you whisper closer your lightening words I feel thunders of joy invading sudden each bone of my system Those words you say the most when we are alone freeze me I feel like I won't thaw to flow away from your presence