Ponte pa mi

(Intro — low, breathy)

Neon on your shoulder, city hum like breath,

You move like a secret I don’t wanna forget.

(Verse 1)

Late shift, loose lips, the avenue knows your name,

Gold hoop catches moonlight, glass fogs the frame.

You whisper slow traffic, tell me what you want,

Tongue like a compass, pointing where we haunt.

Cigarettes for answers, lipstick on the glass,

We trade small confessions for the night to last.

Your laugh folds into bass, heartbeat syncs the street,

I’m two steps and a promise from the place where shadows meet.

(Pre-Chorus)

Tell me don’t be shy, put the world on mute,

Palm to my sleeve, let that feeling root.

(Chorus — hooky, repetitive)

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, close that little space,

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, let me read your face.

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, midnight’s on our side,

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, stay until the tide.

(Verse 2)

Leather jacket heat, vinyl spinning slow,

Records of our footfalls on the floorboards glow.

You trade me your silence for a pocket full of light,

Sudden like a siren, soft like summer night.

We move in half sentences, promises on lease,

We rent the edge of longing, pay in late-night peace.

A wink, a cigarette, a city map of stars,

You’re the kind of trouble that always heals the scars.

(Pre-Chorus)

Slide a little closer, let the night compress,

Every small collision carving out recess.

(Chorus)

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, close that little space,

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, let me read your face.

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, midnight’s on our side,

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, stay until the tide.

(Bridge — softer, confessional)

I could tell you stories, call them modern myths,

About a boy who learned to love in alleyway glyphs.

But you’re a live translation — heat, breath, and skin,

Say the words, fold me in, let the small world spin.

No grand declarations, just the pulse and time,

Lean in, press the signal, let the verse align.

(Breakdown — rhythmic, breathy)

Dale mami, dale mami—whisper like a code,

Ponte pa' mí, ponte pa' mí—follow the road.

Dale mami, dale mami—heartbeat on the low,

Ponte pa' mí, ponte pa' mí—don’t let it go.

(Chorus — layered, rising)

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, close that little space,

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, let me read your face.

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, midnight’s on our side,

Ponte pa' mí, dale mami, stay until the tide.

(Outro — fading, intimate)

Neon on your shoulder, the city soft and thin,

You press a little closer—where the night begins.

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