Midnight on your skin

Hook

Making love to you like the night knows my name,

slowly tracing constellations on the curve of your frame.

Heartbeat syncopated, candlelight in your eyes,

I get lost in the hush where your quiet love lies.

Verse 1

Sheets whisper soft, like a secret we keep,

fingers mapping futures on the edges of sleep.

Your breath is a drum, callin’ me nearer,

every little sound becomes something dearer.

We move in the space where time forgets to be,

close enough to learn the language of your heartbeat.

Hook

Making love to you like the night knows my name,

slowly tracing constellations on the curve of your frame.

Heartbeat syncopated, candlelight in your eyes,

I get lost in the hush where your quiet love lies.

Verse 2

Moon hangs like a promise through the curtain’s seam,

you wear my patience like silk, soft against the dream.

Your lips reading verses I memorized last week,

saying only what the soul ever needs to speak.

Temperature rises—no rush, no rush at all,

we let the world outside become a whisper down the hall.

Hook

Making love to you like the night knows my name,

slowly tracing constellations on the curve of your frame.

Heartbeat syncopated, candlelight in your eyes,

I get lost in the hush where your quiet love lies.

Verse 3

Spotlight of the street fades; we’re the only scene,

your silhouette is poetry, every line pristine.

I’m watchin’ stars fold into the sweep of your skin,

learning how devotion sounds when it’s breathed from within.

Close my eyes, map your freckles, memorize your laugh,

this kind of tenderness is the only kind I want on my path.

Hook

Making love to you like the night knows my name,

slowly tracing constellations on the curve of your frame.

Heartbeat syncopated, candlelight in your eyes,

I get lost in the hush where your quiet love lies.

Verse 4

Dawn is a rumor, but we promise to stay,

wrapping up the morning in the warmth of our sway.

Your whisper is the sunrise that colors up my room,

we hold onto the quiet like a bloom in full bloom.

After the hush, after the slow, after the truth,

all that’s left is the music of me and you.

Hook (ride out)

Making love to you like the night knows my name,

slowly tracing constellations on the curve of your frame.

Heartbeat syncopated, candlelight in your eyes,

I get lost in the hush where your quiet love lies.

Outro

Slow exhale, lingering touch, the world resumes outside,

but here between the sheets, love learned how to hide —

and in that hidden place, I keep you close, I keep you mine.

Porque music

See you when I see you

Otro