[Verse 1] He leaned against the hotel’s mirrored wall, Hands tucked in pockets like he owned it all. His eyes were quiet — too quiet to trust, Like orchids blooming out of desert dust. [Pre-Chorus] He never blinked when the light turned red, Just smiled like he already lived in my head. [Chorus] He’s an orchid mirage, too soft to be real, A fever wrapped in silk and teal. I touch his sleeve, and it folds like steam, A beautiful fracture inside my dream. [Verse 2] His voice dripped slow, like honey on tile, Every word rehearsed with a borrowed smile. I watched his reflection blur at the seams, As petals rained down from fluorescent beams. [Pre-Chorus] He never blinked when the silence grew, Like the whole damn room was just me and him too. [Chorus] He’s an orchid mirage, too soft to be real, A fever wrapped in silk and teal. I touch his sleeve, and it folds like steam, A beautiful fracture inside my dream. [Bridge] I chase him through hallways that don’t exist, Past curtains of violet, lips I’ve never kissed. And every step I take, he bends away, Like light through water, too bright to stay. [Outro] He’s an orchid mirage — my favorite mistake, A love I invent every time I wake.
