Velveteen

Velveteen logic stitched into your touch,

You elucidate riddles beneath candlelit hush.

Silk-wrapped intent winding through discourse,

A treaty of glances—mutually endorsed.

The architecture of longing, design so precise,

Dialogues that shimmer in rarefied spice.

Words dressed in metaphor, quietly combust,

A calculus of longing, sweetened by trust.

Tell me your theorem, undress every line,

Paradigms shifting as motives entwine.

We invent devotion in the margins of twilight,

Poised on equations you solve with delight.

Currents electric—quiet, refined,

Sensations composed where intellect binds.

Ambiguities linger on saffron-stained lips,

Duality dances in the sway of your hips.

A symphony played on the edge of delay,

Resonance blooming as night turns to day.

Arcane and tactile, the science of ache,

Allusions seducing—no need to fake.

We invent devotion in the margins of twilight,

Poised on equations you solve with delight.

Currents electric—quiet, refined,

Sensations composed where intellect binds.

Velveteen logic, soft and profound,

Orbiting secrets we never spell