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…