MUSIC FOR SALE

You don’t wear it loud
You don’t give it away
It’s in the way you move
When you turn and look away

No need to prove a thing
No need to try
You let the silence speak
With just your eyes


It’s not what you show
It’s what you hide
That pulls me closer
Every time


You don’t have to say it
I feel it in your skin
The quiet way you stand
And let me in

It’s not the obvious
That pulls me close
It’s the way you let it linger
Felt… not shown


Your dress falls simple
But it holds a line
Where imagination
Crosses into mine

You don’t rush the moment
You let it breathe
And every step you take
Undresses me



You don’t demand attention
You don’t need to try
You let the tension build
And let it rise



You don’t have to show me
I already know
It’s in the way your fingers
Move slow

It’s not a performance
It’s something grown
The way you drive me crazy
Felt… not shown


When you lean closer
And don’t quite touch
That space between us
Is almost too much

You don’t rush hunger
You let it wait
And when you finally move
It’s never late



You don’t shout desire
You let it breathe
And somehow that’s
What undoes me

Sexual attraction
Is easy, alone
But what we have
Is deeper…
Felt, not shown