Silk Currents

And the ceiling starts to breathe; in your arms I'm perfectly incomplete.
Melodies coil around us like smoke we burn so quiet we never choke.
Two shadows fused inside the same refrain,
Powered by sweat and midnight rain.
Release.
Feel the weight.
Nothing left but the space we create.
Further, further still.
Silk currents drawing me under your skin,
Waves of light painting me from within.