Velvet Confessions

Silk shirt flowing, whispers in the neon glow,

Candy-painted nails, tapping secrets that they’ll never know.

Diamond lips spit fire, honey drips slow,

In the mirror's edge, the world’s my show.

Velvet confessions, sweet obsessions,

Walking contradictions, perfect imperfections.

Saxophone sighs, the beat won’t lie,

Femboy dreams, let the stars collide.

Heels clicking, sharper than a shattered note,

Gold hoops swinging, verses heavy as a mink coat.

Flick a wrist, watch the glitter float,

Casanova attitude, tied with a velvet rope.

Red lights hum, city’s got a pulse,

Every step a gamble, diamonds in my waltz.

Smoke curls dancing, shadows on the wall,

Femme fatale swagger, I’m the siren’s call.

Velvet confessions, sweet obsessions,

Walking contradictions, perfect imperfections.

Saxophone sighs, the beat won’t lie,

Femboy dreams, let the stars collide.

Whisper my name through the smoky haze,

Every note lingers, trapped in the maze.

Velvet confessions, a stage I’ve made,

In this jazz-trap world, I’ll never fade.