Keys tap slow on pages torn
Midday jazz, a coffee warm
Your hum blends in with piano sound
We’re lost where stillness can be found
Echoes of you in this afternoon
Filling spaces in the room
Soft and wide, the hours bend
No need to speak to comprehend
You drift through the rhythm, feather-light
Matching tempo with the fading light
No maps, no clocks, just vibes
We’re timeless in the in-between lines
Even time wants to stay, when it’s you