CharFutur — Thunder In My Chest

I breathe your name so slow like
A fragile little prayer
Your fingers map my soul tracing
All the wounds I bear
You hold me like I'm breaking though I try to hold my ground
Still your gentle trembling is the sweetest, saddest sound
I'm losing all my armor
When your head rests on my breast
You feel the storm inside me
All this thunder in my chest