Ink & Echoes

[Verse 1]
On pulpy squares, a cartography began,
Your knowing smile, a master architect's plan.
Each hurried line, a whispered invitation,
Traced in the amber glow of shared elation.
A blueprint of glances, where our silent stories grew,
Across the rumpled linen, and the night's soft hue.

[Chorus]
Oh, the ink and echoes, a love affair drawn fine,
On these small, crumpled canvases, our perfect design.
A silent symphony, in every hasty mark,
Illuminating pathways in the sweet, unfolding dark.

[Verse 2]
A charcoal spire, where your laughter used to climb,
Past chai-stained edges, conquering space and time.
The intricate tracery of an old Mumbai street,
Captured in a gesture, undeniably sweet.
We sketched our universe, a quiet, gentle art,
Mapping the courtyards of a yearning, open heart.

[Bridge]
Though paper fades and cityscapes may shift,
This fragile architecture, a precious, timeless gift.
Like a single, well-struck chord, in a hall left bare,
Its resonance lingers, suspended in the air.

[Outro]
These ink-drawn alleys, forever we will roam,
Our love's soft echo, guiding us home.