[Intro]
Oven light hums soft as the dawn on the street,
Flour in the air, a shy heart keeps beat.
[Verse 1]
In the bakery glow I measure hope in cups,
Butter sighs, stories rising in the crusts.
I hide a note inside a bag of sugar dust,
Pray you’ll taste the courage I can't trust.
[Chorus]
Maybe the crumbs will tell what words can't say,
If you skim the margins where my flavors stay.
I baked these secrets into a warm, sweet tune,
Hope you’ll read them under the library moon.
[Verse 2]
You walk the aisles, a calm bookish light,
Your smile lands like sun on dust motes in flight.
I offer a pastry, a tremble in my bow,
You taste, and the quiet’s suddenly in glow.
[Bridge]
The oven cools, but our small talk warms the night,
A page turns, our hands drift closer to the light,
If sugar and stories can finally rhyme,
We write a chapter together, you and I.
[Chorus]
Now the crumbs speak clearly, louder than fear,
Your quiet library warms when I am near,
Two hearts rising, tasting courage in time,
The shy baker and the librarian—an answer in rhyme.
[Outro]
From shelf to oven, a shared bite, a new start.
