Silent Lullaby

high on sugar

his breath, a whisper.
little taps on the window glass.
frozen smile in a haze.

soft words of love hitting his eardrum and knocking his heart twice. closed eyes and hearty laugh burst in the cold air.

such simple words can make you melt at 1 am.

"you know, there is such a thing we called front door. you make it sound like you're sneaking up on me through windows."

"yes, i'm aware. what i mean is, i sneaked my way through your heart. or, is it the other way round?"

"oh dear. i don't need excessive sweetness in the middle of the night. go to sleep, man."

"okay, baby boy. cuddle with me. i'll try to make a cheesier statement tomorrow. wait for it."

he chuckled to himself and let the other hug him tightly from behind. there's never a day passed by without constant heat of an innocent love.