Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Ceiling fan turns Shadows slide along the wall Your shirt on my chair Your breath tracing every flaw You laugh too low Say my name against my skin All that old bravado Drops as your hands move in [Chorus] Touched like you’re reading me aloud Slow Every letter like a vow You find the pages I hide deep You turn them over Make them speak Touched till the room falls out of view Touched like my body’s telling truth Every soft little curve Every scar you keep You touch me slow Till I can’t breathe [Verse 2] Windows cracked Night air sticky Sweet and strange Street sounds distant Fade each time your rhythm changes You map my spine Like you’ve walked this road before Then you stop Right there Hold me begging for some more [Chorus] Touched like you’re reading me aloud Slow Every letter like a vow You find the pages I hide deep You turn them over Make them speak Touched till the room falls out of view Touched like my body’s telling truth Every soft little curve Every scar you keep You touch me slow Till I can’t breathe [Bridge] You ask a question With just your thumb along my wrist (mm) I answer wordless Arching closer to your lips Time drips heavy One blue second at a time You say “stay here” And I do And I do And I [Chorus] Touched like you’re reading me aloud Slow Every letter like a vow You find the pages I hide deep You turn them over Make them speak Touched till the borders disappear Touched till the past can’t interfere Every soft little curve Every scar you keep You touch me slow Till I fall asleep
Tags
folk, Sultry Latin jazz groove at a slow simmer, brushed kit and warm upright bass locking in a late-night pocket. Nylon-string guitar and muted trumpet trade lines around sensual female vocals, with smoky Rhodes chords and close-up breathy ad-libs. Arrangement starts intimate, then blooms in the last chorus with stacked harmonies and subtle percussion swells for a lingering, after-midnight fade., latin jazz
Duration
5:02
Instrumental
No
Created
4/7/2026