Intro (spoken breath) I feel you before you touch me, verse 1 Your breath finds its way under my skin. No one sees the pulse you stir— That rhythm only starts with you. verse 2 I crave your weight, not for escape, But because it grounds the storm in me. Flesh on flesh, not just heat— It’s communion, it’s memory, it’s me. (synth solo) verse 3 Pull me to you like you mean it, Not just hunger—recognition. I want the ache, the pressure, the pause, Where I dissolve in all your precision. It’s not about being taken—it’s about being met. Every gasp, a shared script, Every grasp, a mapped promise. You enter like the answer I asked for. This is not surrender—it’s choosing. Not giving in, but rising to meet. Where you end, I begin— And I crave every inch of that arrival. Outro Pull me to you like you mean it, Not just hunger—recognition. I want the ache, the pressure, the pause, Where I dissolve in all your precision. It’s not about being taken—it’s about being met. Every gasp, a shared script, Every grasp, a mapped promise. You enter like the answer I asked for. (spoken breath) This is not surrender—it’s choosing. Not giving in, but rising to meet. Where you end, I begin— And I crave every inch of that arrival.
