Ogichi, My Saving Grace

Hmm. Ogichi. Yeah. First night I saw you,

streetlights low. Hmm. Rain on your coat didn't say much, but your silence

spoke. Now every quiet hour pulls me back to that frame. Your name's the

rhythm my restless thoughts obey. Uh. You walk in soft, but the room still

bends. Like gravity shifts when you're near again. Not just pretty,

something deeper runs through. The way you hold space like a sacred truth.

Even miles can't mute your tone. One word from you and I'm not alone. So don't slip past

where I can't trace. I need your light in this hollow place. Ogichi, you're my saving