Whispers And Heartbeats

Cold winds, unheard whispers and a lonely street light.

For a small town, it is such a typical night.

This calmness and this warmth,

All like the silence before the storm.

A few hours, just a few hours more,

Ships don't always have to sail to some shore.

Let it sail now on this ocean of silence,

Without a sound, without any violence.

Let there be only sounds of heartbeats, deep breaths and whispers.

Just heartbeats, deep breaths and whispers.