The push and pull as I fell for you,
Gravity lies every time you move.
Smoke in the room, your silhouette truth,
Every step closer, I’m losing my youth.
You wear danger like it’s tailored skin,
Soft-spoken wars in the curve of your grin.
Every promise tastes like sin,
I know better, still I lean right in.
Say my name like it’s a secret oath,
Fingers crossed but we both know.
Hearts don’t rule, they overthrow,
And I’d burn it down just to feel you close.
You were the king and I bow to you,
Crown tipped low in the afterglow.
The fight for the throne and the waltz of our deepest desires
Ends in lust and sweet nothings we’ll never outgrow.
Say it soft, say it slow,
Rule me quiet, let it show.
The silver in your eyes matches that of your armour,
Battle-scarred soul, wrapped in honour.
You don’t fall, you conquer,
But even kings get tired of the hunger.
My emerald eyes hold your freedom captive in plain sight,
One look and your walls go light.
I don’t chase, I invite,
And you step into me every night.
Every touch like a calculated risk,
Lips so close to the apocalypse.
We don’t speak what we can’t dismiss,
But the silence says all of this.
You were the king and I bow to you,
Crown tipped low in the afterglow.
The fight for the throne and the waltz of our deepest desires
Ends in lust and sweet nothings we’ll never outgrow.
Say it soft, say it slow,
Rule me quiet, let it show.
No saints here, just borrowed halos,
Champagne sins and broken thrones.
If loving you’s a losing game,
I’ll lose with style, I’ll lose with grace.
Chain my heart in gold deceit,
You look best when you’re weak with me.
Two rulers tangled in the sheets of fate,
Who needs heaven when hell feels safe?
So keep your crown, I’ll keep the night,
We don’t need truth, just alibis.
Emerald eyes, silver lies,
Forever caught in the push and pull of you and I.
DarkDesire
