Marble cool under leather soles Low light caught in cuts of gold No rush here, no race to win Just the way the night settles in You don’t know my name I don’t know yours But something sparks Between the doors Static between strangers In the space we don’t cross Static between strangers Like a wire without a cost No promises No future talk Just heat In the way we walk Unbothered rhythm, unforced design Every movement says: I’m fine Without getting loud or getting rough Just close enough, just close enough We don’t touch But the air does We don’t speak But it says enough Measured steps across marble floors Open doors without open wars No one chasing, no one chased Just elegant taste in shared space You came for the room to shift Not to be sold, but to be lifted To feel that quiet voltage start In the corner of the dark Static between strangers In the glance you don’t explain Static between strangers Like a spark that leaves no stain No claim No chase No plea Just tension That respects me Soft glide, low tide, side to side No need to hide, no need to pry Just proximity done right Low-lit want in amber light We don’t perform to be approved We move because we choose to move Shoulders loose, breath on beat Conversation through the feet A glance that lingers, doesn’t press A yes that feels like a clean yes Not hunger Not demand Just a signal I understand Static between strangers In the half-inch of restraint Static between strangers Like a touch that you don’t take Measured doesn’t mean afraid It means we know how to hold the blade Marble holding every sound History humming underground But tonight we write it new With how we move With what we don’t do No spectacle, no grand display Just grown allure in the quiet sway You’re not alone, but you’re your own That’s the magic people crave Static between strangers No excess Just enough Static between strangers Feel it rise Before we touch
