Sapiosexual Frequency

Tayo your pen is coming alive…

Mmmmm…

Intro (spoken, chest voice)

Hmm…

This is a song I wrote…

Would you like to hear it?

Verse 1

Words drip slow from my pen, (low, conversational)

Bleed between the lines where silence lives.

I let my heart crack open— (slight lift)

Pulse after pulse,

Stamped on the paper,

Ink breathing,

Page alive,

Truth won’t stay quiet…

Drips drifting into orbit, (melody starts to climb)

Every stroke claimin’ space,

With your energy, with my breath,

Silence erased by the beat of your pulse.

Your joy got rhythm—pulls me inward,

Magnet to the depth of my core.

I’m drawn to you, your six to my eight,

Your greatness makes us more. (resolve low)

Pre-Chorus

Body conscious, (step up)

Mind expandin’,

Frequency sittin’ high indeed.

I let the weight of your words move through me,

Sapiosexual— (hold note)

Where the mind meets need.

Chorus (Tenor lift, falsetto optional on last line)

It’s the vibration,

Mind-to-mind creation,

Energy talkin’ without conversation.

I feel your essence in the air we breathe,

This ain’t just desire— (drop)

It’s a meeting of seeds.

Bridge (spoken, intimate)

There’s discovery in you…

Uncharted, sacred, real.

And every word you give

Teaches me how to feel.

Outro

Stillness hummin’,

Minds still touchin’,

Even when the song goes quiet…

Intro (spoken, soft but assured)

Hmm…

This is a song I wrote…

Would you like to hear it?

Verse 1

Words drip slow from my pen, (mid-range, grounded)

Bleed between the lines where silence lives.

I let my heart crack open—

Pulse after pulse,

Stamped on the paper,

Ink breathing,

Page alive,

Truth won’t stay quiet…

Drips drifting into orbit, (melody opens)

Every stroke takin’ space,

With your energy, with my breath,

Silence erased by the beat of your pulse.

Your joy got rhythm—pulls me inward,

Magnet to the depth of my core.

I’m drawn to you, your six to my eight,

Your greatness makes us more. (soft fall)

Pre-Chorus

Body conscious, (lift)

Mind expandin’,

Frequency sittin’ high indeed.

I let the depth of your words move through me,

Sapiosexual—

Where the mind meets need.

Chorus (open, airy, layered harmonies)

It’s the vibration,

Mind-to-mind creation,

Energy speakin’ without conversation.

I feel your essence in the space we breathe,

This ain’t just desire—

It’s a meeting of seeds. (float up on “seeds”)

Bridge (spoken / sung whisper)

There’s discovery in you…

Uncharted, sacred, real.

And every word you give

Teaches me how to feel.

Thank you Tayo. Hmmm…

Mmmm… Aaaahh… Mmmm

(background: “vibration… creation… mm yeah”)