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We sit with words we don’t unwrap
Like sugar sealed in paper wraps
Your gaze is warm, the room is blue
A gentle haze around the truth
I don’t need answers, not today
Just this soft light that wants to stay
There’s a blooming quiet between us
Like a song that doesn’t rush
If I fall into your calm
Promise you won’t wake the dawn
City traffic turns to distant waves
In this corner, we feel brave
The milk-white sky, the jasmine air
Makes even ordinary rare
Hold the silence, hold the spring
Hold the little hope it brings
When the world goes sharp again
We’ll remember how to soften
