the warmth of your breath strokes past
   endless nights spent gazing, wondering, caring
how silently the moon approaches, on the depth of your heart.

yet i lie here, paralysed to my senses, oblivious to the pain
  is this world i live in the first, second or never ending?
how silently you make your way through, the depth of my heart.

i seek your touch, your gaze
  surely this feeling is enough, it is all that is needed
how silently i realise, you are my heart.