Hands can move so swift

From clenching fists to palms 

And every wall can lift 

In different kinds of calms 

When gasps can find the ear

Of every other's heart

And palms can pull you near

And nervous eyes can dart

Perspiring chests and aching lungs

Of breaths that pain to breathe

Such passion of both mouths and tongues 

And words whose truths can seethe 

And bodies can do none but move

Even more so when they're two

Murmured words swear to do none but soothe

And every whispered nothing's true 

Hands find necks and napes and hair

Fingers twist into said strands 

Bright faces meet in steaming air 

And so do wandering hands. 

When hours pass in minute's time

You'd feel as if there's rush 

But we don't hear the threatening chime. 

For we fixate on my blush 

And pounding hearts can feel so well

In the silence of the night 

But we don't mind this darkening shell

For our eyes provide the light.