[Intro – Bare piano chords, gentle jazz guitar, breathy falsetto]
Still here, baby…
Your body’s quiet… but your soul’s still singin’.
And I ain’t done worshippin’ you yet.
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[Verse 1]
You’re lyin’ there with that halo made of sweat,
Eyes half-closed like the night ain’t over yet.
Sheets twisted ‘round us like a promise we made,
And girl, you look like heaven that decided to stay.
I see more than skin—I see story, I see storm,
The kind of love that don’t just burn… it transforms.
I kissed you slow ‘til your voice became prayer,
Now I’m holdin’ the blessing I found there.
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[Chorus – John Legend-style vocal with gospel background hum]
You’re holy in the sheets,
A revelation layin’ right next to me.
The way you move, the way you break,
You make surrender feel like fate.
You ain’t just sexy—you divine,
Wrapped in moonlight, sweat, and wine.
And baby, I ain’t ever known peace…
Like lovin’ you holy in the sheets.
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[Verse 2]
Your heartbeat’s a choir, your breath a psalm,
And this room? It’s a church with the lights turned on.
I see God in the arch of your spine,
In the way you say my name like it’s been sanctified.
I ain’t here to just touch, I’m here to honor,
To love the woman and the warrior inside your armor.
This ain’t a climax—it’s communion,
You gave me body and I gave you union.
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[Chorus – Full harmony, falsetto overlays]
You’re holy in the sheets,
Drippin’ grace between cotton and heat.
You ain’t a moment—you eternal flame,
And every time we love, I’m born again.
You don’t just feel right—you feel anointed,
Every part of you, blessed and appointed.
And girl, I found my peace…
Lovin’ you holy in the sheets.
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[Bridge – Spoken softly over piano, voice trembling with truth]
The world will call this sex…
But baby, I know better.
You opened your soul to me…
And I saw God wearin’ your skin.
So I’ll never touch you…
Without gratitude in my hands.
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[Final Chorus – Stripped down, soft and full of emotion]
Holy in the sheets,
Every sigh a scripture, every kiss complete.
You make me believe in things unseen,
In love, in grace… in everything between.
You’re more than woman—you’re a dream,
And I’ll keep you wrapped in reverence,
Till the last breath I breathe.
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[Outro – Whispered]
Still here, mon chéri…
Still praisin’ you.
Holy…
In these sheets.
