Cape May

Warm, slightly crackling like vinyl, a soundtrack to memories where winter has left a thin shadow on the skin, but the light from someone's gaze still warms. Simple words are repeated like a mantra for a weary heart: even if everything else falls apart, one thing remains - being loved. The music stretches softly, tremulously, like a blanket that smells of last summer, and in this fragile candor lies the very power that holds tighter than any vow.