Liquid Prism

Radio light… (low, low) We cross the line

Static in the air when you move in slow

Room turns soft, like a dim blue glow Two small signals in

a crowded place You lean one inch — I change my space

I keep my voice on a low,

calm tone Guarded pulse in a half-lit zone But when you get

close, the noise falls thin Like something real is tuning in

We were out of phase for a little while

Missing the beat by a narrow mile Then your eyes hit mine

— and the pattern grew From broken lines into something true

RADIO LIGHT — we cross like waves Two signals meet and the

whole room changes Out of phase,

then we lock in true RADIO LIGHT — I’m in tune with

you

RADIO LIGHT — no static,

no blue

Just a clean, bright line running through When your frequency finds my

view

RADIO LIGHT — I’m in tune with you

(in phase… in phase…) (with you… with

you…)

Interference turns into symmetry Your rhythm settles into me Every echo lands

on time Like a steady line in a steady mind

No distortion left to hide No split drift,

no sharp divide

You pull me close — the waveform bends And broken signals start

to mend

We were fragments in the night Different bands,

same hidden light

Then your breath fell in with mine

And the silence fell in line

RADIO LIGHT — we cross like waves Two signals meet and the

whole room changes Out of phase,

now we lock in true RADIO LIGHT — I’m in tune with

you

RADIO LIGHT — steady and bright Held in the same clean line

tonight No more distance to split in two RADIO LIGHT — I’m

in tune with you

In tune with you… Radio light…