Warm summer night, fireflies write slow-motion light across the bay
your laughter drifts like vinyl, spinning silver into waves
we barefoot dance on splinters of a weathered boardwalk song
salt and jasmine braid our hair, every breath belongs
moon drips honey on your shoulder, time forgets to move
I taste tomorrow in your kiss, sweet and still brand-new
if the tide steals our footprints, let it keep the whole world too
just stay—stay this warm, this open, this close, this true