In the silent moments of the universe,I want you to be the hustle of the train running through my mind and soul at midnight when the whole world falls asleep and I lie in your arms naked.
Your iced fingers running through my spine shivering my faith on you.
Yes,you come to me everyday and I feel the numbness of that moment with your eyes staring at mine like a long lost love.
Holding in your arms,you find galaxies in me and the stars seems insecure as you are meant to stay with them.
And as I slowly get bewitched in your direction with the smell of wine literally fading away,you whisper to me softly,
"I want to be alive to burn everyday in you"
