Velvet Hunger

Yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah. Whoa,

oh. Low light breathing on your skin. Every move pulls me in.

Don't rush. You don't speak. You let the silence do the sin.

Your shadow dances on the wall. I don't ask. I just fall because every inch

feels overdue. Every breath is pulling through you. Velvet hunger, slow and deep.

Something in you, I can't sleep. Oh, velvet hunger.

Soft control, you don't touch, you take my soul. No relief,

no disguise, just want burning in your eyes. Your fingers trace