My heart is so exhausted running away from killers.
Then, I stumbled upon your heart that makes the most comfortable bed covered with silk.

But your heart was inside an abandoned house,
Made from rotten woods,
Moss climbing up the walls,
Hugged by pitch black darkness,
Eaten away by mites.

"What a beautiful home must it have been"

It would collapse any moment.

I am scared the roof would crush me to dust while I was asleep.

"Let me just rest and catch a breath"

But the moment the walls of my heart touch the silk of yours,
I unconsciously fall and dreaming away.

"What a beautiful home it is"