Steam curls from the kettle’s lip
First breath, still on sleepy lips
Birdsong rides the gentle air
Blankets fall without a care
Wool socks shuffle on the ground
Fire’s low but still makes sound
Nobody says a single word
But peace is felt, not heard
First light brew, hearts restart
Golden skies and beating heart
No rush, just sky and dew
Mornings feel brand new with you
First light brew, easy pace
Sunlight paints your quiet face
Zippers hum as tents unzip
You pour warmth from mug to grip
Crumbs and flannel, bedhead smiles
Coffee’s strong and time is mild
Logs still crackle soft and slow
In this light, the moments grow
We just sit and let it be
Wrapped in calm and canopy
First light brew, hearts restart
Golden skies and beating heart
No rush, just sky and dew
Mornings feel brand new with you
First light brew, easy pace
Sunlight paints your quiet face
Even if this trip will end
I’ll replay this time again
Every scent and sound and shade
In my memory will stay
First light brew, don’t fade yet
Let me hold this silhouette
You and me, this coffee steam
Mornings soft like half a dream
First light brew, slow and true
This is home when next to you
