Deeper Springs

(Deep, resonant acoustic guitar plucks. A slow, heavy bassline kicks in.)

Midnight shadows dancing on the cedar on the wall,

I’m listening to the rhythm of your breathing, standing tall.

I don’t need the lights on to see the map you’ve drawn,

I’m a traveler in the twilight, I’ll be traveling ‘til the dawn.

Your heartbeat is a drum, and I’m catching every beat,

From the silk upon the pillow to the fire in the sheet.

I’m articulate with my touch, I’m a scholar of your frame,

Every inch of you is sacred, and I’m whispering your name.

(The beat drops into a thick, soulful R&B groove. Vocals turn raspy and deep.)

Let me go deeper on you... yeah, deeper on you.

Deep... Deeper on you... Deeper.

Let me stretch your soul while I kiss on your lips,

Trot down your skin with my fingertips.

I’m on my way to your garden to drink from your springs,

To feel the salvation that the water brings.

I’ll nibble on your fruit ‘til the world starts to blue,

Until I reach that sweet nectar that pours out of you.

(A slide guitar cries softly in the background. The flow gets a bit more "Hip-Hop" rhythmic.)

It’s a sophisticated hunger, it’s a craving for the core,

I’ve walked a thousand miles, but I’m hungry for some more.

Your skin is like a velvet road, a path I’ve got to tread,

With a hunger in my spirit and a vision in my head.

I’m-a taste the architecture of the way that you were made,

In the heat of the emotion, in the coolness of the shade.

I’m a man of many words, but right now I’m using none,

Just the language of the lightning ‘til the rising of the sun.

(Music swells with a lush Hammond B3 organ. The vocals get more intense and raspy.)

I ain’t just touching skin, I’m reaching for the ghost,

I’m the pilgrim at the altar, you’re the wine and you’re the host.

Stretch the limits of the feeling, let the spirit lose its grip,

As I taste the honeyed nectar from the blossom to the hip.

Grown and sexy, yeah... but it’s deeper than the flesh,

It’s a brand new kind of life, keeping every moment fresh.

Let me go deeper on you... let me go deep on you.

Deep... Deeper on you... Deeper.

Let me stretch your soul while I kiss on your lips,

Trot down your skin with my fingertips.

I’m on my way to your garden to drink from your springs,

To feel the salvation that the water brings.

I’ll nibble on your fruit ‘til the world starts to blue,

Until I reach that sweet nectar that pours out of you.

(Music fades to a single bluesy guitar lick and a heavy breath.)

Sweet nectar...

Trot down your skin...

Yeah, I’m in the garden now.

Drink it in.

(End)