Paper Loom

[Verse 1]
The lamp casts shadows, thin and deep,
As midnight thoughts begin to creep.
My pen begins to trace a line,
A quiet pattern, yours and mine.

[Chorus]
This letter spun, a silent plea,
Just for the quiet space in me.
Each word a thread, unraveling slow,
A truth unspoken, seeds I sow.

[Verse 2]
The city hums, a distant loom,
Weaving destinies from my room.
I trace the lines of fading kin,
Where paths diverge, where we begin
To mend the threads of what has been.

[Chorus]
This letter spun, a silent plea,
Just for the quiet space in me.
Each word a thread, unraveling slow,
A truth unspoken, seeds I sow.

[Bridge]
A cracked teacup, left by the sill,
Holds all the stories, quiet, still.
This ink-stained page, a canvas new,
Just for the feelings I sift through.

[Outro]
The words remain, a gentle art,
Pressed close against my beating heart.