

The city’s still asleep,
But your heartbeat starts the sky.
Warm light leaking through the dark,
Painting gold across my mind.
You breathe and the colors rise,
Soft waves bending into blue.
Every second pulls me closer,
Morning waking up in you.
Your sunrise pulse is breaking me open,
Slow and bright, pulling me into motion.
Hold me in the glow you’re making,
Love like this feels world-creating.
Lift me with your light
— I fall into you,
weightless. (ooh)
Pulse… pulse… You spark the dawn
in my chest.
Your touch is quiet lightning,
Soft voltage in the morning air.
I melt into the rhythm of you,
No rush, just everywhere.
If the world
fades out,
Let the daylight stay between us.
Your glow rewrites the horizon,
Turning silence into freedom.
Your sunrise pulse keeps pulling me higher,
Bright enough to bend the night to fire.
Hold me in the glow you’re making,
Love like this feels world-creating.