Silk Ropes

[ Lyrics ]

Silk ropes, velvet ties — I’m yours tonight.
 + candle sizzle fade in

No windows, no clock, just the flame on the wall,
your fingers trace silence like they know it by heart.
You don’t ask for permission — you just start to unwind,
the thread of my tension, one breath at a time.
I used to need words, need a name for this thing,
now I speak in the language that your touch taught to sing.
You pull me at midnight like a lace-down glove,
and I don’t feel the loss of control — I feel love.

It’s not weak to surrender when the grip is so kind,
when the dark feels like velvet and not like a bind.
You don’t say 'stay still' — I just do.
You don’t say 'mine' — but I’m through.

Silk ropes, velvet ties — I’m yours tonight.
Not chained by the wrist, but held by the light.
No locks, no keys, just the weight of your gaze,
and the way that I melt when you take your time.

Silk ropes, silk mind — I’m yours, no lies.
I was free — but this feels like the price.

You draped me in stillness like a gown from the past,
where the rules were unspoken, but every one lasts.
No bruises to mark me, no name on my skin,
just the echo of choices I let you begin.
I could walk through the door — it’s unlocked, always has,
but why move toward freedom when freedom feels less?
You don’t own me — you earn me, again and again,
with a breath, with a glance, with a well-placed hand.

It’s not love like they sold it — the fights and the noise.
This is love like a secret with no need for voice.
You don’t beg for my soul — I just give it away,
not because I must — but because I stay.

Silk ropes, velvet ties — I’m yours tonight.
Not chained by the wrist, but held by the light.
No locks, no keys, just the weight of your gaze,
and the way that I melt when you take your time.

Silk ropes, silk mind — I’m yours, no lies.
I was free — but this feels like the price.

I used to fear silence — thought it meant I was small.
Now it’s where I feel tallest — where I feel all.
You don’t shout, you don’t press — you just *are*,
and I fall not from pressure, but because you don’t tear.

No force, no demand — just a pull like the moon.
I surrender my doubt — and I bloom in the room.

Silk ropes, velvet ties — I’m yours tonight.
Not chained by the wrist, but held by the light.
No locks, no keys, just the weight of your gaze,
and the way that I melt when you take your time.

Silk ropes, silk mind — I’m yours, no disguise.
I was free — but this feels like the rise.

Silk ropes…
I’m yours…
 + candle sizzle fade out