We talked again last night
It was magical
It was over the phone
But it was there
The space that exist
Only between us
We sat there in silence
They say quiet is violent
But not with you
We didn't say much
All in small whispers
Though if I closed my eyes
I could see you next to me
The warmth of the phone
It's the warmth of your head
Intertwined with mine
Your breathing in my ear
Like music
The lights in my room
Are low and warm
The temperature is high
But you give me shivers
And when we hang up
After goodnight
I sit and breath for a moment
My phone vibrates with a texts
It's from you and it says
Goodnight my sweet princess
