Gospel Truth in Midnight Heat

Your touch hits fast, turning vision to a blur. But instead of

fear, it just pulls me in more. You move with rhythm dangerously complicated.

Body is crashing, perfectly syncopated. You kiss like someone tryna leave me breathless.

But you hold me tight in ways that feel reckless. You turn my

chin like you're halfway dreaming. Then pull me close, subtle,

slow and leaning. Circle my thoughts like a lesson to learn. But every soft

warning you give starts to burn. You say you've lived with too much heartbreak.

But still dive in like I'm your next mistake. You take my pulse,