QUIET ELECTRIC – by Lucid Hertz

Sun through the blinds on a Tuesday light,
kettle sings soft, you laugh at the sight—
two chipped mugs, one crowded sink,
a note on the fridge: remember to breathe.
Keys in a bowl, rain in the street,
you kiss my temple, I find my feet.
If love is proof, it lives in this:
the way you stay for the smallest things.

When the world speaks in sirens and sales,
when the headlines lean on my ribs like rails,
I come back home to the simplest true:
the room turns warm when I turn to you.

You are my quiet electric,
light in the wire of ordinary days.
You are my harbor magnetic,
pulling me out of the broadcast haze.
If I forget what I’m made of—say my name, I’ll remember it.
We don’t need stars to swear it—
your hand in mine is quiet electric.

Night on the glass, thunder on mute,
you hum a tune that the dark can’t use.
We count our breaths, we trade our fears,
you smooth the map of my younger years.
Some loves spark loud, then fade like shows;
ours grows slow where the real wind blows.
I’d choose this life a thousand times—
the grocery line and your shoulder line.

If the past pulls hard like a tide at noon,
if the future shouts that it’s coming soon,
I stand right here, where the honest is:
your heartbeat saying we exist.

You are my quiet electric,
light in the wire of ordinary days.
You are my harbor magnetic,
pulling me out of the broadcast haze.
If I forget what I’m made of—say my name, I’ll remember it.
We don’t need stars to swear it—
your hand in mine is quiet electric.

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No crowns, no stage, no sacred show—
just porch-light gold and the soft hello.
If roads get lost, if maps turn thin,
I won’t need signs—just let me in.
I’m not here to be perfect, I’m here to be true;
I’m here to be home when the night asks who?

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You are my quiet electric,
spark that steadies the fraying line.
You are my harbor magnetic,
north that the restless always finds.
If I forget what I’m made of—say my name, I’ll answer it.
Every small day, every minute—
your hand in mine is quiet electric.

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Lights down, rain starts—
listen: two hearts.