Soft Close Mic

作曲：头条梦三

作词：头条梦三

Cotton sheets hold the faint trace of lavender

The clock ticks slow counting unspoken favor

A half-read novel lies where it was left

Pages marked by a thumb not yet bereft

Breaths brush the shell of a ceramic cup

Steam curls thin mapping a hush that won't let up

Fingers trace the edge of a frayed knit sleeve

Memories hum soft where the shadows believe

Quiet threads weave the space between

The pause of a blink the in-between

No loud words break the fragile sheen

Just the soft hum of a moment unseen

A drawer creaks open holds a folded note

Letters blurred by the weight of a silent vote

The hum of a fridge a distant floorboard's creak

Small sounds stitch tight what the dark won't speak