[Verse 1] Everything is tilting toward the gold now, the way a sunflower pivots without thought. The air smells faintly of warm sugar and jasmine I'm dizzy with a feeling I never sought. My name sounds like a ribbon when he says it, loose and bright and carelessly unknotted. [Verse 2] The whole street has gone and dressed in blossom, petals on the pavement, soft as breath. I floated past my stop again, no matter the window held a light I can't forget. Everything is lavender and lemon, the sweetest kind of getting lost I've met. [Chorus] Here is the morning, pink and split wide open the peach juice running warm along my wrist. I didn't know a life could be this fragrant, this lit from underneath, like amethyst. [Verse 3] The food went cold, I only noticed later, I'd drifted somewhere warm inside my head. Full on nothing, somehow, full on thinking on the particular way he tilts and laughs instead. Who needs a meal when there's all this to carry? I'm already fed on something I can't thread. [Chorus (variation)] Here is the morning, pink and split wide open the peach juice on my fingers, warm and bright. I didn't know a life could be this fragrant, this golden, this beginning, this alight. [Bridge / Outro] What if every day arrives like this in apricot and amber, loose and new? Warmth settling like pollen on a windowsill, the whole sky blushing every time I do. Not a borrowed light. Not once in a while. Just oh. Just this. Just saturated through.
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