[intro] [close-mic, low and warm] Honeyed room, curtain-bloom, gloom like perfume, you purr my name, tame the flame, aim for wounds. Cherry dusk, velvet musk, hush as a boon, you circle the crystal till it sings my tune. I come closer, composer of your slow disclosure, shoulder to shoulder, bolder as night grows older. Sugar on the tongue, rung by rung you climb my pose; rose on the breath and yes under clothes. Heel click, tick, slick trick of time, lipstick, quick, my crime, my rhyme. City hum, drum thrum, thumbs on glass; I ask for the past and you? you let it pass. I am a rumor in a darker mirror, clearer when you near my fear, the sinner. you are a whisper with a copper glimmer, I shiver as you deliver the riverโs inner. lifted lullaby, ding, promise, ding, fingertips sing on the skin of things. Strawberry lies with a silver spoon, two truths, one moon, come soon, come soon. (ah) Touch is a hush that learns to speak, cheek to cheek till the clocks go weak. Eye-line honey, sly-line funny, money canโt buy this slow-burn sunny. YOU drift my pulse like smoke through lace, trace the grace in my unbuttoned face. Rhyme inside rhyme like rooms in a room, petal disheveled in a soft monsoon. Donโt run cause run would ruin the wine; You pour my no into a softer yes, in time. Breath braided, shaded, traded for heat, beat meets beat where the secrets see. My name tastes dark, spark under rain, again, again, I lean on the vein. Say please without words, a blur of need; You read my creed by the ache my feed. [glass clink; room hush] We barter restraint for a rumor of grace, erase the chase till the steps lose trace. Kiss as a comma, drama half-spun, sentence undone till the moon has won. You are the long way home I keep, deep like a promise two shadows seek. I am the shortcut teeth confess, less is more till more is less. phosphor halo like a satin vow, now is a crown and the crown is now. We count the windows by the blush they shed, red thread, bedhead, prayer unsaid. Closer, closer still, still as silk, milk-light spills over guilt like gild. Your voice is a velvet lockpick key, watch your door say yes to me. Wet sugar vowels, consonants sin, chin tilted, quilt lifted, come in. Breath as a rhythm, rhythm as wine, line under line till our spines align. (mmm) Kiss as a rhyme that signs your chest, west of the doubt where the yeses nest. I keep your pulse like a borrowed shine, mine for a minute, a lifetimeโs sign. If later is a country, toss the map, lap of the night in a satin trap. We laugh like thieves who know the code, ode to the road where the heat is O. [whisper] Please Stay. Let the hour hand drag its feet, sweet street beat tapping under the sheet. Your secret fits the shape of my mouth, south to north, and back to south. Curtains breathe, we agree to believe, leave what we were at the door like sleeves. When the lamps lift up like careful eyes, surprise: youโre a song in a softer disguise. Tag, low and slow, sugar and smoke: You speak me awake while the city goes broke. Rhyme on the rim of a glass half-known, own what I want till the wanting is home. [close-mic, softer] I come closer, composer, write me it into your skin. Begging. Begging again. Let the chorus get sinnin'. Your yes wears my lipstick my no leaves the stain, say my name in the dark, say it again in the rain. [outro] [fade out]
