(oooh… ahhh...)

Silken breath, unraveling night

(ahh...)

Silver hush... turns shadow light

Morning melts like mercury threads

Your fingers ghosting what was said

A hush of frost across your palms

I breathe you warm with broken psalms

The stars retreat through cotton skies

A whisper stitched in lullabies

Your name — a fog on mirror glass

A shimmered ache the dark lets pass

You raise cold hands to quiet lips

Where silence curls and softly slips

My cheek — you graze it like a prayer

(That’s mine, and yours, and barely there)

Drip by drip — silver sings my tongue

(Ah-ahh...)

Still as paint that time’s not wrung

Wrap me in your lucid seam

Tight as scent in fevered dream

(hey hey —)

You feel like

Mist on memory’s tide

You speak like

My thoughts, but turned inside

I turn the pages of my mind

With threads too thin to ever bind

Each scar a stanza, half-erased

Each thought — a blade in tulle encased

A tower built of fractured rhyme

A salve of sound, a stitch in time

You smile — a paradox divine

(Silk that cuts with every line)

Dawn walks soft in satin shoes

Unpicking dark with silver hues

(I breathe you in — the frost retreats)

One pulse in loops of citrus heat

Drip by drip — silver sings my tongue

(Ah-ahh...)

Still as paint that time’s not wrung

Wrap me in your lucid seam

Tight as scent in fevered dream

Oh, you feel like

Ash beneath a vow

You speak like

The then that’s somehow now

(in whispers deep, repeat...)

You're the silence veiled in light

Dawn’s mirage in black and white

Velvet math and saffron dust

My sacred wound, my tender trust

I found your shadow in my breath.

It murmured: “Make peace with what still wept.”

Drip by drip — silver sings my tongue

(fallin’ slow, like undone lungs…)

Older than the stars that hum

Hold me in your lucid seam

Burn me sweet in tangerine

You feel like

A dawn I can’t outrun

You speak like

The end that just begun

(ohh-ohhh… ahhh...)

Silvered skin…

Sunlight thin…

Breathe me in…

Let it begin…