In this silence,
Not a word.
But this feeling?
Its heard
The rise and fall
of your chest
as you're in my arms
These nights are best
Your gentle breath
Which dances on my arm
Which hold you tight
away from harm
Forever I would be content
To just lay here
With you in my arms
and with no fear
It seems that once
The silence can speak
And these feelings
Are not weak
Words cannot describe
the endless joy and love
I fell in your arms
and in my my hands your fingers fit like a glove.
The silence speaks
but no one hears
And all though it will happen again
I'll remember it for years.
Mar 25, 2010
Mar 25, 2010 at 12:19 PM UTC
In this silence,
Not a word.
But this feeling?
Its heard
The rise and fall
of your chest
as you're in my arms
These nights are best
Your gentle breath
Which dances on my arm
Which hold you tight
away from harm
Forever I would be content
To just lay here
With you in my arms
and with no fear
It seems that once
The silence can speak
And these feelings
Are not weak
Words cannot describe
the endless joy and love
I fell in your arms
and in my my hands your fingers fit like a glove.
The silence speaks
but no one hears
And all though it will happen again
I'll remember it for years.