Psalm 118

Deepest hour... sugar heat...
That bassline crawls up through my veins...
Animal rhythm... calling me...

Streetlights fade to smoke-filled air
Another taste, beyond compare
This city’s heartbeat starts to race
The primal pull, the hungry chase
My blood’s alive, a molten stream
Lost inside this waking dream
Salt like diamonds on my skin
Let the fever pull me in
That driving throb against my bone
A hunger only darkness owns
Your burning gaze across the floor
A promise I am craving for

You feel it too, that rising flood?
The bass drum’s pulse, like rushing blood?
It carves a pathway, deep and low
Where only this desire can go

Feed the fire! Let the rhythm consume!
My Velvet Fever, blooming in the gloom!
Heat and sound, a venomous kiss
Lost in the shadows, pure abyss!
Flesh alive, untamed and raw!
Scream my name, ignore the law!
This beat’s my vice, this floor’s my creed
Till every aching hunger’s freed!

The DJ weaves a darker spell
A siren’s call from velvet hell
For bodies tangled, slick and tight
Chasing oblivion through the night
Your touch like lightning on my hip
No gentle word, no tender slip
The melody, a wounded cry
Reflected in my hunter’s eye
This frantic pulse, this desperate greed
Planting a fevered, twisted seed
The world outside is dead and gone
Under this moon, we carry on

You taste the danger on your tongue?
This filthy anthem, never done?
It claws its way down to the core
Demanding more, demanding more!

Feed the fire! Let the rhythm consume!
My Velvet Fever, sealing my doom!
Heat and sound, a venomous kiss
Lost in the shadows, pure abyss!
Flesh alive, untamed and raw!
Scream my name, ignore the law!
This beat’s my vice, this floor’s my creed
Till every aching hunger’s freed!

The dawn’s a curse... a hollow lie...
Beneath this sweat is where I fly...
This pounding rhythm... my sacred sin...
See the devils dancing under your skin?
You want the fall? The sweet decay?
Come closer, lover... lose the day...
Let the madness... melt our will...
How deep does the craving go... deeper still?...

Addicted... Burning...
Pulse like thunder... churning...
Skin on fire...
Take me... higher...

Feed the fire! Let the rhythm consume!
My velvet fever! Flowering in the tomb!
Heat and sound! Poison desire!
Set me aflame! Take me higher!
Flesh alive! Untamed and wild!
Scream it loud! Defile the mild!
This beat’s my vice! This floor’s my need!
Never stopping! Till we all bleed!

Pure Abyss

Late light flickers through the blinds,
You move like secrets in my mind.
Each breath a thread I want to pull,
Each pause a promise, barely full.

You're all soft caution, half a smile,
I trace your presence by the mile.
No need to speak — your silence burns,
A slow ascent with no return.

We don’t touch, but we sway,
Like smoke between the steps we play.
You lean in close, I lean away —
That quiet ache we both obey.
No flame, no spark, no grand parade,
Just shadow moves and what we’ve made.

Your fingers dance around my skin,
Not quite a start, not quite a sin.
You walk a line I never drew,
But somehow it leads straight to you.

The world turns slow outside this room,
We're stitched together by perfume.
You don’t confess, I don’t retreat,
We meet in glances, not in speech.

We don’t touch, but we sway,
Like smoke between the steps we play.
You lean in close, I lean away —
That quiet ache we both obey.
No flame, no spark, no grand parade,
Just shadow moves and what we’ve made.

No need for thunder, no sharp light,
Just hearts that echo in the night.
You brush the air and I respond,
Two souls that circle, never bond.

We don’t touch, but we sway,
Like smoke between the steps we play.
Each pause, each breath, a slow ballet —
A rhythm made to disobey.
No vows, no names, no lines to read,
You move, I follow — that's the need.

Almost

Your eyes hold questions you won’t ask,
mine hold answers behind a mask.
We share the air, but not the name
of what we feel, of who’s to blame.

The space between is paper-thin,
I hear you knocking, never in.
Each glance a word we never write,
we live in shade, avoid the light.

I hear you in the words you don’t say,
your silence louder every day.
We’re dancing close but standing still,
afraid to name what we both feel.
No lies, no truth, just in-between —
a quiet love we keep unseen.

You linger in the things you do,
a touch too soft, a thought too true.
I count the times you almost speak,
but fall back into something weak.

The clock moves on, but we stay here,
holding back what’s drawing near.
No fire, no fight, no open gate,
just all the things we leave to fate.

I hear you in the words you don’t say,
your silence louder every day.
We’re dancing close but standing still,
afraid to name what we both feel.
No lies, no truth, just in-between —
a quiet love we keep unseen.

Maybe one day we’ll break this spell,
but now we’re ghosts who wear it well.
You breathe, I bend — we never fall,
just brush the edge and that is all.

I hear you in the words you don’t say,
your silence louder every day.
We move like we were meant to be,
but fear has locked the only key.
No vows, no past, no great reveal —
just two hearts too scared to feel.

Your eyes hold questions you won’t ask,
mine hold answers... behind a mask.

Unspoken

“System override… violation 451…”
“Memory compromised. Proceed with purge.”

I woke in wires, skin cold as chrome
They stripped my thoughts, renamed my home
Said love’s a fault, a virus line
But I still feel your pulse in mine

They buried poems under glass
Burned our songs, erased the past
But I kept your ghost alive in me
Illicit warmth they couldn’t see

Error 451 — they shut the light
Outlawed your name, censored the night
But even here, where hearts can’t speak
I trace your touch in every leak

You were never gone
You were just forbidden
Every beat you left
Is a secret I’ve hidden

Error! Four-five-one!
Burn the law, feel the sun!
Error! I won’t run!
Your love’s the glitch, I come undone!

My thoughts marked red, flagged for erase
They tried to scrub your every trace
But you remain in lines they missed
Inside my code, I still exist

I whispered you through static rain
Each echo burned, but left a stain
They called it crime to feel the spark
But even data dreams in dark

Error 451 — they shut the light
Outlawed your name, censored the night
But even here, where hearts can’t speak
I trace your touch in every leak

Error! Four-five-one!
Love is fire, I won’t be numb!
Error! I’m not done!
Your voice returns with every drum!

They told me not to miss you
To shut it down, stay clean, be new
But grief is proof I still remain
A broken song they can’t contain

Error 451 — they shut the light
Outlawed your name, censored the night
But even here, where hearts can’t speak
I trace your touch in every leak

They silenced songs, they blacked the skies
Stamped out the stars with coded lies
But your flame flickers, fierce and real
In every wound I chose to feel

Error 451 — and still I burn
They wrote us off, we both return
I’ll carry love they can’t erase
A hidden fire behind my face

Error! Four-five-one!
Let them erase, I won’t be done!
Error! War’s begun!
Emotion’s back — and I’m the gun.

“No firewall… can hold the sky…”
“Where love once burned… we still survive…”

Error 451

You come around like morning light,
Soft and steady, no need to fight.
You're in my coffee, in my air,
Every quiet moment — you're there.

You’re not a thrill I need to hide,
You're peace and pull, all real inside.
No crash, no burn, no tangled mess,
Just time with you — and nothing less.

No smoke, no chase, no bitter end,
Just hours with you I want to spend.

You're my favorite habit, my sweetest sin,
A warmth I feel beneath the skin.
You're the way I breathe when I forget,
A calm I crave, no regret.
No high, no low, just you and me —
In quiet rooms or loud city streets.
No need to run, no need to quit,
You're my favorite habit.

You pull me close with just a glance,
Like music written for a dance.
We don't need loud, we don't need more,
The world can wait outside the door.

No games to play, no rules to keep,
Just open hearts and nights too deep.
The minutes stretch, the noise gets small,
When you’re here, I have it all.

No rush, no test, no final score,
Just staying near — I don’t need more.

You're my favorite habit, my sweetest sin,
A warmth I feel beneath the skin.
You're the way I breathe when I forget,
A calm I crave, no regret.
No high, no low, just you and me —
In quiet rooms or loud city streets.
No need to run, no need to quit,
You're my favorite habit.

It’s not obsession, it’s not a phase,
You’re just the way I like my days.
No crash, no cure, no keeping score,
Just wanting you a little more.

You're my favorite habit, my truest tone,
The kind of peace I’ve never known.
You're the rhythm under every beat,
The reason why my world feels sweet.
No chain, no rule, no line to split,
You're my favorite habit — and I’m fine with it.

Deep Nights

You speak in heat, not words or lines,
A glance that breaks through all my signs.
My spine reacts before I do,
As if I’m made to answer you.
Your calm invades, my breath betrays,
And I dissolve beneath your gaze.

A touch, a pause, a whispered dare,
You pull the thread of every care.
The night dissolves across your skin,
And I forget where I begin.
No need for names, no need for light,
You write the script with heat and bite.

Silence tastes like you tonight,
Like velvet wrapped in quiet might.
Every breath a spoken sin,
Every look pulls me within.
Don’t ask why—I’ve lost the clue,
Silence tastes, it tastes like you.

I float between control and ache,
Each promise something you unmake.
A hunger slow, a rhythm bent,
You bend the dark, make it relent.
My voice is caught behind my lips,
But every word slides through your grip.

You don’t need to say a thing,
The air around you starts to sing.
I’m tethered close, I’m bending low,
Where you lead, I let it flow.
In shadows carved by what we do,
I lose myself to follow you.

Silence tastes like you tonight,
A spell that burns without a fight.
Every breath a hidden flame,
Every glance a brand, a name.
I don’t resist, I never knew,
Silence tastes—it tastes like you.

When morning comes, don’t speak it clear,
Let silence echo what I hear.
A memory soaked in midnight hue,
Where silence tastes,
It tastes like you.

Hush

Half-Light

You pass like sound not fully born,
not near, not far — just warm.
A whisper bending all I breathe,
you trace the things I never leave.

In every silence, we collide unheard.
I carry your presence like slow perfume,
and keep it locked in velvet and time —
a room you never truly left.

Soft like air.
You're everywhere.
No need to answer, no need to prove —
just let the moment wrap and move.


We move like dusk dressed in skin,
each glance a rhythm pulled within.
No need to speak, the space replies —
a hush between electric sighs.
You're close enough to stay,
and far enough to crave all day.


You draw the air with fingers still,
a silence shaped to match my will.
My voice remains a thread below,
but somehow, you already know.

Each breath’s a shared code we write,
each pause a place we meet at night.
I don’t step forward, don’t pull away —
I just exist where your sound stays.


Trace and tease.
Melt with ease.
Don’t rush the hush, don’t chase the sound —
just let the rhythm pull you down.


We move like dusk dressed in skin,
each glance a rhythm pulled within.
No need to speak, the space replies —
a hush between electric sighs.
You're close enough to stay,
and far enough to crave all day.
Hmmmm...


Say it like the thought before the word.
Let your breath lean into mine.
I hear you clearest —
when you don't try.
mmm… stay close…
just like that…
Hmmmm…


We move like dusk dressed in skin,
each glance a rhythm pulled within.
No need to speak, the space replies —
a hush between electric sighs.
You're close enough to stay,
and far enough to crave all day.


Half-Light

I watched the walls begin to sway
They sang to me in shades of grey
The mirror cracked, but kept my face
I smiled at her — she took my place

My hands remember things I don’t
Like how you touched me, then you won’t
A voice inside me counts to ten
But skips the numbers, starts again

I don’t need saving
Don’t pull me back
I like the feeling
Of losing track

Sweet delirium, come wrap me tight
I bloom in madness under moonlight
I see the truth through fractured glass
She laughs with me and holds me fast
They say I’m gone — I know I’m here
Dancing with ghosts I used to fear
Sweet delirium, my velvet chain
I lose my mind — and break the pain

I talk to shadows like old friends
They understand how stories bend
My dreams have teeth, they bite me slow
But I keep going — I want to know

The taste of chaos in my mouth
The thrill of screaming thoughts aloud
Don’t want the pill, don’t want the cure
I want the edge, the raw, the pure

I don’t need fixing
Let it all slide
I found my beauty
On the other side

Sweet delirium, come wrap me tight
I bloom in madness under moonlight
I see the truth through fractured glass
She laughs with me and holds me fast
They say I’m gone — I know I’m here
Dancing with ghosts I used to fear
Sweet delirium, my velvet chain
I lose my mind — and break the pain

If sanity means silence
Then let me scream
If logic is a prison
I’ll burn the dream

Sweet delirium, come wrap me tight
I bloom in madness under moonlight
I see the truth through fractured glass
She laughs with me and holds me fast
They say I’m gone — but I’m set free
There’s nothing wrong with being me
Sweet delirium, my sacred stain
I lose my mind — and feel no shame

I’m not afraid
To be unwell
I’ve made a home
Inside this spell

Sweet Delirium

I sail the silver corridors of night,
Heart strapped to thrusters, chasing your light.
Nebulae unfold like whispered dreams,
Yet every pulse reminds me you’re unseen.

Through portholes wide, I taste your name,
In cosmic winds that feel the same.
But distance folds in silent sighs—
A ghost that moves with borrowed skies.

They say we’re free to roam the endless seas,
But freedom’s cage is built on galaxies.

Between the stars and your forever glow,
I burn alone where no ships dare to go.
I reach for you through astral streams—
Yet wake to bridges made of empty beams.
If fate’s a map we’ll never draw,
I’ll love you still, against every law.

I chart the trails where comets fade,
Collect your laughter in constellations made.
Each world I touch bears your reflection,
A bittersweet, impossible connection.

My hands are full of stardust tears,
Tracing phantoms of your distant fears.
We orbit hope on lonely tracks,
Wondering if either one comes back.

Our souls entwined in void’s embrace,
Yet held apart by time and space.

Between the stars and your forever glow,
I burn alone where no ships dare to go.
I reach for you through astral streams—
Yet wake to bridges made of empty beams.
If fate’s a map we’ll never draw,
I’ll love you still, against every law.

Maybe somewhere beyond these skies
Our shadows touch in blind surprise.
But here, I linger, heart ablaze,
Counting years in light-year days.

Between the stars and your forever glow,
I carry hope where dark winds blow.
I’ll chase your soul across the night,
Believing one day we’ll reunite.
Though worlds may stand in our divide,
I’ll be your beacon—there, outside

In silent space, I keep the spark:
Your name, my guide, between the dark.

Between The Stars (Stripped-back)

There’s something magical about discovering new music — it moves me, inspires me, and makes life feel richer. I think that love comes from years of playing instruments. When you’ve felt the soul behind every note, you hear music differently. It’s not just sound, it’s emotion, creativity, and connection. Every new song feels like a new story waiting to be felt — and I love that.

Half-Light

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