Your Name

Morning wraps around my sleeve, yet you pull me into motion.
The floor is cold beneath our feet,
But every step feels warm with your motion.
Your lips keep whispering "no" while your eyes are lighting it,
And every time you laugh like that,
The whole wide world just disappears.
Hands buried deep inside my pockets,
But my heart is dancing on the table.
Your name is resting on my lips like a secret never meant to stay hidden.