Silence

Whenever I'm with you, I don't hear our clothing fall. nor the change in our breath, or the neighbors down the hall. There is no sound in between us the heat then speaks instead it dances with us, back and forth leaving sentences in sweat. I have never heard hesitance, or shame when we are close. I hear nothing but the sweet nothings that we already know So to me we lay in silence, which is strange to all but us but our true love is deafening if you listen hard enough.