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How do I tell you that it’s not just about seeing you—
not just about you being naked—
but about feeling you?
Your skin on mine,
warm and alive,
like it was always meant to be there.
How do I explain that it’s the way I breathe you in,
slow and deep,
like you’re something I need to survive?
That it’s the way I look at you—
really look at you—
and see every curve,
every inch,
every detail that makes you you.
Imperfectly imperfect,
my baby girl.
Perfect in every way that matters.
You ask me why I touch you the way I do.
It’s because when my hands find you,
the world disappears.
It’s just you beneath my fingertips,
my entire world,
mapped out in soft lines and quiet heat.
I want to trace every part of you,
again and again,
like I’ll never be done learning you.
Like I could spend forever
just memorizing the way you feel.
And it isn’t just wanting you—
it’s wanting to be closer than close.
To live in your space,
your breath,
your heartbeat.
To know you so deeply
that even when we’re apart,
some part of me is still with you.
So deeply that if anyone ever tried to understand you,
they’d eventually have to say my name.
They’d have to explain
why I’m still there,
woven into your story,
even when my body isn’t beside you.
Because loving you isn’t something I do.
It’s stitched into me.
It’s in the way I reach for you,
the way I memorize you,
the way I carry you with me,
even when you’re gone.
And maybe that’s the strangest part:
if someone ever wanted to understand me,
eventually,
they’d have to understand you too.
Because somewhere along the way,
you stopped being part of my story—
and became part of who I am.
Details
GeneratedJul 13, 2026
Duration2:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Trap-metal rock hybrid with male vocals; downtuned chugs, squealing leads, and 808 sub weaving under live drums
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