Midnight Radio

xeom boi

Room light low and the curtains half drawn

Laptop glow is where my night lives on

You pop up laughing in a tiny square

Hair in a tangle and a crooked chair

You spill your day in a messy stream

Spinning little moments I could not have dreamed

I pause my playlist just to hear you talk

Let your voice set the tempo of my thoughts

 

I still do not know the way your city sounds

But I know how your laugh pulls my walls down

 

You feel like a midnight radio in my room

Soft steady rhythm cutting through the gloom

You move like a secret that the dark lets through

Hiding in the spaces between what we do

If this is fragile, I am careful too

Holding every pixel like it might be you

You turn my quiet into something bright

Just by showing up on the edge of night

 

I used to wear my headphones like a shield

Turn the volume up and never really feel

Now I leave one ear free just in case

You might send a link or a call my way

You show your window when the rain comes down

Cars on the glass make a gentle sound

I show my ceiling with the old paint crack

We both laugh saying we should repaint that

 

I do not need to name what this might be

I just like the way it rearranged me

 

You feel like a midnight radio in my room

Soft steady rhythm cutting through the gloom

You move like a secret that the dark lets through

Hiding in the spaces between what we do

If this is fragile, I am careful too

Holding every pixel like it might be you

You turn my quiet into something bright

Just by showing up on the edge of night

 

If the Wi-Fi stumbles and the picture shakes

I will wait you out through the little breaks

If the clock hits three and your words slow down

I will let the silence sit without a sound

Maybe someday there will be a real street sign

Coffee on a table and your hand in mine

Till that day I keep this soft routine

Letting you redraw what late night means

 

You feel like a midnight radio in my room

Soft steady rhythm cutting through the gloom

You move like a secret that the dark lets through

Hiding in the spaces between what we do

If this is fleeting, it is still alright

I am a little less lost in the middle of the night

You turn my quiet into something bright

Just by showing up on the edge of night

 

Screen goes dim but the feeling stays

Humming you under my breath till day