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« Je l’aime trop pour en être jaloux, j’ai pris le parti d’en être fier. »_ Cette phrase, signée Choderlos de Laclos dans *Les Liaisons dangereuses*, dit tout. Elle désarme les conventions, renverse les idées reçues et donne au mot "aimer" une profondeur que beaucoup ignorent.

Le libertinage n’est pas un vice, c’est un art. Loin des clichés de débauche ou d’égarement moral, il repose sur une philosophie aussi exigeante qu’élégante : celle de l’honnêteté, du respect mutuel, du plaisir librement consenti, et surtout, de la confiance absolue. Être libertin, ce n’est pas trahir. C’est choisir de vivre l’amour sans chaînes, sans mensonges, en accord profond avec soi-même et avec l’autre.

Ceux qui jugent le libertinage sont souvent ceux qui ne le connaissent pas. Ou qui le redoutent. On lui reproche de briser le couple, alors qu’il peut au contraire le renforcer. Car pour aimer ainsi, il faut s’aimer fort. Il faut se connaître, s’accueillir, s’oser. Et aimer l’autre non comme une possession, mais comme une liberté en mouvement.

La jalousie est un poison lent. Elle naît de l’insécurité, de la peur de perdre, du besoin de contrôle. Mais le véritable amour n’a pas peur. Il ne se cache pas derrière des promesses ou des menottes invisibles. Il accompagne. Il encourage. Il offre. Quand deux êtres s’aiment vraiment, ils se permettent l’exploration. Pas pour fuir l’autre, mais pour mieux revenir à lui, chargés de sensations nouvelles, de désirs ravivés, de regards encore plus complices.

Le libertinage repose sur une idée simple et pourtant révolutionnaire : et si l’on osait vivre ses désirs non pas *contre* le couple, mais *dans* le couple ? Et si l’on transformait l’infidélité en sincérité, la frustration en liberté, le silence en confidence ? Beaucoup se trompent, mentent, cachent. Et souffrent. Il serait sans doute plus doux, plus juste, de se dire : "Voilà ce que j’ai envie d’explorer. Veux-tu m’accompagner, ou du moins me comprendre ?"

Le libertinage n’est pas réservé aux initiés, ni aux esthètes décadents des salons XVIIIe. Il peut naître entre deux êtres simples, mais courageux. Deux êtres qui s’aiment assez pour ne rien s’interdire, et qui comprennent que le plaisir n’est pas une menace. Qu’aimer, ce n’est pas enfermer, c’est ouvrir. Ouvrir à l’autre, à soi, aux jeux des sens, aux chemins inconnus.

Alors non, le libertinage n’est pas un caprice. C’est un choix. Un chemin de liberté partagée, de volupté sincère, de vérité nue. Il ne s’impose pas, il se propose. Il ne remplace pas l’amour, il en explore d’autres dimensions. Et ceux qui y goûtent sans honte, en conscience, savent qu’il n’y a pas là de danger… sauf celui de se découvrir vivant.

JE L'AIME TROP POUR ETRE JALOUX

A smoky, late-night confessional draped in neon and memory.
“Midnight Hunger” dives into the ache of desire, the sting of regret, and the kind of love that lingers long after it's gone. With raw lyrics and a moody, sensual atmosphere, this track captures the emotional fallout of moments we can’t forget—and maybe don’t want to. Perfect for late-night listening, heartbreak loops, or slow-burning seduction.

# Midnight Hunger

[Verse 1]
You say it's just the hour,
But I feel the weight of years
Pressing on this silence
Like whispers drenched in tears
The city's neon heartbeat
Pulls me back into the haze
Where shadows wear your perfume
And time forgets my name

[Chorus]
This midnight hunger—
It don’t ask, it just consumes
Craving every lie we whispered
In that low-lit motel room
Your touch is like a ghost now
But I still burn with the bruise
This aching hour remembers
Everything I meant to lose

[Verse 2]
The vinyl spins its sorrow,
Same song as the night before
Ashtray full of maybe
Keys still in the door
Your lipstick stains the mirror
Like a promise half-erased
And I drink to dull the echo
Of the way you said my name

[Bridge]
I was never made for mercy
You were never built to stay
We danced like sinners in the dark
Then slipped in separate ways
But this hour pulls me under
Where your memory won’t fade—
A fever I keep feeding
In the bed that we unmade

[Final Chorus]
This midnight hunger—
Keeps me calling through the static
Wishing I could lose you
But addiction turns fanatic
You haunt me like a rhythm
That no silence can undo
Still starving for your shadow
In this hour born for two


Midnight Hunger

When You Broke My Heart

🔊 Satin sheets still smell like sin– A Sin You Can Still Taste

A slow-burning ode to the kind of love that lingers long after it's gone.
"Satin sheets still smell like sin" dives deep into the space between desire and regret – where shadows kiss the skin, guilt feels like lace, and memories haunt like perfume on satin sheets.
For lovers of late-night confessions, smoky vocals, and bittersweet soul.

🎧 Written to ache. Sung to remember.
#NeoSoul #AltRnB #AftertasteOfYou #LateNightVibes #DarkPop #EmotionalR&B


Satin sheets still smell like sin

[Verse 1]
Satin sheets still smell like sin
I trace your ghost across my skin
Swore I’d quit this kind of fire
But I still ache to burn again
You left your heat between my thighs
Now even daylight feels like lies

[Pre-Chorus]
I sip regret like morning wine
But I’d still taste you every time

[Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Lingers sweet and cruel
Like perfume on my pillow
Or a flame that never cools
No prayer can undo
What we did at half-past two
Still dripping in your shadow
No matter what I do

[Verse 2]
Ash on lips and tangled hair
My conscience waits, but I don’t care
You said my name like it was sin
Now I crave that voice again
I wear this guilt like Sunday lace
But miss the wreckage of your grace

[Bridge]
You were my sweetest damage
A thrill I’d choose again
A phantom in my bloodstream
Disguised as medicine
And every time I surface
You pull me back inside—
A spell I never asked for
But I never tried to fight

[Final Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Burns like something true
You branded me in silence
And I broke too soon
Still drunk on all we knew
Still shaking in your bloom
This ache won’t fade with time—
I live in the aftertaste of you

Satin sheets still smell like sin

🍯 Slow Like Honey – A Velvet-Soul Seduction

A sultry slow jam that melts in your ears like midnight heat.
“Slow Like Honey” drips with warm Rhodes, upright bass, and brushed drums, while muted trumpet and vintage guitar paint a scene of late-night temptation.
Pouting, breathy vocals float over the groove—inviting, teasing, lingering.
This is soul at its most intimate: slow-burning, soft-lit, and impossible to resist.

For lovers of touch, tone, and tension.

“Slow Like Honey”

[Verse 1]
Slide a little closer in the dark,
No need to speak—just let me spark.
Your breath is heat along my skin,
And I forget where I end, you begin.

[Pre-Chorus]
Mmmh… feel that velvet pace,
Mouth to mouth, no time, no space.
Ohhh… we don’t need to rush,
Let the silence turn to touch.

[Chorus]
Slow like honey, sweet and warm,
Melt into me, ride the storm.
Drip by drip, let it take control,
Moving deeper, soul to soul.

[Verse 2]
Your hands talk in foreign tongues,
Pulling songs from quiet lungs.
Every breath a soft command,
Every inch your sacred land.

[Pre-Chorus]
Mmmh… you undress my mind,
Layer by layer, slow and blind.
Ohhh… just don’t speak tonight,
Let your rhythm make it right.

[Chorus]
Slow like honey, sweet and warm,
Melt into me, ride the storm.
Drip by drip, let it take control,
Moving deeper, soul to soul.

[Bridge]
You don't need to try so hard—
The way you linger is your art.
One slow burn, no sharp edges,
Just soft surrender, no regrets.

[Final Chorus]
Slow like honey, don’t let go,
Take your time and let it flow.
Taste me fully, make it last—
No need to rush, we’re built to bask.

[Outro]
Mmmh… slow…
Sweet…

Slow Like Honey

The Velvet Noose is a darkly sensual descent into the sweet suffocation of desire. It explores the quiet violence of control wrapped in silk — a love that doesn't bind by force, but by choice.

With hypnotic vocals and slow-burning soul textures, the track weaves between seduction and surrender, echoing the haunting elegance of artists like Sade, FKA twigs, and Portishead.

Drawn from the upcoming concept album Sinful Hours, this is a story whispered in shadow — of pleasure dressed as captivity, of surrender that feels like silk.

Soft. Slow. And far too beautiful to escape.

The Velvet Noose

(Verse 1)
You glide in like a hush of sin
Eyes like velvet, spiked with gin
I swore I’d never play this game
But your voice still calls my name

You touch like smoke, your voice is wine
Each word unwinds along my spine
I should’ve fled when skies turned grey
But your kiss made me choose to stay

(Pre-Chorus)
I feel the slip, I feel the snare
A velvet trap, too rich to bear


(Chorus)
This velvet noose, it wraps so tight
Soft as a kiss, sharp as a bite
I wear it like a lover’s mark
A ribbon tied around the dark
It doesn’t choke — it makes me choose
And still, I lean into the noose


(Verse 2)
You write your name beneath my skin
Not with ink, but with your sin
I dance to songs you never sang
In rooms where all the mirrors hang

You say I'm free — but not to leave
You leave the cage unlocked to tease
I linger where the danger blooms
Perfume and ropes in shadowed rooms

(Pre-Chorus)
It’s not a cage, it’s just a pose
A deadly gift in black and rose


(Chorus)
This velvet noose, it wraps so tight
Soft as a kiss, sharp as a bite
I wear it like a lover’s mark
A ribbon tied around the dark
It doesn’t choke — it makes me choose
And still, I lean into the noose


(Bridge)
I could scream, but I sigh
I could flee, but I lie
Still and warm against the blade
In the bed that you’ve unmade

(Final Chorus)
This velvet noose, you stitched with grace
It holds me close, it hides your face
I breathe you in, I lose my name
A willing pawn in your sweet game
And even when I see the truth—
I worship in the velvet noose


(Outro)
Soft... slow... surrender’s hue...
The noose I tied... was made by you.






The Velvet Noose

Lizzie kindly agreed to add her beautiful vocals to this song, we hope that you like this latest collaboration.
Please go over and listen to more of Lizzie's gorgeous songs. @taylor-pentland

Undercurrent  (With Lizzie Taypen)

Fakin what you're telling 
Others not to be
Man of many colors
Who do you think you're fooling

Pretending to be more 
Than what we all see
Ballin ain't for you
Cause you're simpin too easily

Lights, camera, action
Vibrato right on time
then behind closed doors
max overdrive

You're only fooling yourself
It's all over you face
Simp to the world while
She puts you in your place

Pretending to be more 
Then what we all see
Ballin ain't for wimps
For your simpin comes too easily

The Simp V2

“Didn’t Know I Was Lonely” is a smooth, groove-centered anthem about discovering love’s true depth after years of emotional detachment. The song rides a mellow funk-soul beat with falsetto vocals full of gratitude and revelation. Subtle trap snares and lush saxophone runs frame the shift from surface charm to real connection. It’s not just a love song—it’s a moment of growth, of unmasking. Perfect for anyone who’s ever mistaken independence for fulfillment… until real love showed up.

Didn’t Know I Was Lonely

WRITTEN, MIXED & MASTERED By -GOLDFACE.4ENT

WHI$PERz

“Voltage in My Veins” is not a love song.
It’s a current — erotic, electric, and inescapable.

Built on a slow, pulsing rhythm and breath-heavy vocals, this track turns desire into danger. It’s about the moment before the kiss — the pause, the tension, the surrender. She doesn’t ask. She consumes.

You touch her, you descend.
You burn in her name.
There’s voltage in her veins.

Voltage in My Veins

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[Intro – whispered]
You want soft?
Then don’t touch me.
There’s voltage in my veins
and your name… is the fuse.


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[Verse 1]
I don’t knock, I enter slow
Like breath beneath your collarbone
You say “not now,” but part your lips
Your protest dies between my hips


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[Pre-Chorus]
You flinch, but don’t step back
You say “don’t,” but you react
I hum your name behind my teeth
You're drowning, and you beg for deep


---

[Chorus]
There’s voltage in my veins
I don’t kiss, I claim
You touch me, you descend
No mercy in the end
I spark, I pull, I taste your blood
You moan, then melt, then break the chain
There’s voltage in my veins


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[Verse 2]
You say it hurts but hold me close
You want the poison, not the rose
I press the pulse beneath your jaw
You shake like prayer, like breaking law


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[Final Chorus]
There’s voltage in my veins
I don’t kiss, I claim
You touch me, you descend
No mercy in the end
I spark, I pull, I taste your blood
You moan, then melt, then break the chain
There’s voltage in my veins


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[Outro – flüsternd]
You lit the match
I held the flame
Now you burn
Inside my name

Voltage in My Veins

A mellow soultrack for everyone who’s ever fallen in love in a dream. Press rewind – and feel it all again.

dream recorder | sunlight mix

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Sweet Home Comin’
This suite is a testament to return — not to nostalgia, but to reclamation. It maps the emotional terrain of exile, memory, and spiritual homecoming through cipher rap etched with soul and ambient folk textures. The barred gate in the jungle stream becomes a central motif: symbolizing both obstruction and passage, a surreal checkpoint between colonial rupture and ancestral reconnection.
The lyric moves through:
Displacement and silence — verses that reflect on lost lineage, broken geographies, and the quiet ache of belonging
Ancestral invocation — Akan phrases, sonic motifs, and melodic slack that summon cultural memory
Emotional testimony — not performative grief, but strategic vulnerability, carved in cadence
Reclamation — the final movement flips the gate into a portal, declaring that home isn’t behind us — it’s being rebuilt in cipher

Sweet Home Comin’  #Soul-infused Cipher Rap Ambient Folk

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