Velvet Room

[Intro – Jazz piano, soft bass line, the sound of cork popping & wine pouring]
Take your shoes off, baby…
This room wasn’t built for walking—
It was built for worship.
Red walls.
Low lights.
And you.
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[Verse 1]
You slid in wearin’ that maroon silk dress,
And lawd… I lost all common sense.
The way you move is a sin and a song,
Every sway sayin’ “boy, don’t take too long.”
A glass of red in your left,
That heat between your legs to the right.
You whisper “be gentle,”
But baby, this room wasn’t made for polite.
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[Chorus – Smoky, slow groove, heavy breath rhythm]
Welcome to the Velvet Room,
Where moans are music, and hearts go boom.
Where I undress you like a slow jazz tune,
Tongue on skin under a blood red moon.
Ain’t no shame, ain’t no rules—
Just bodies meltin’ into velvet pools.
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[Verse 2]
That candle wax drippin’ like honey from time,
Your breath hitchin’ as I trace your spine.
This ain’t no backseat fantasy, baby—
This right here? This is divine.
You bite your lip and the world fades out,
My name on your tongue like a soft devout.
You say “slower”—so I slow like dusk,
Your thighs say “yes,” and your hips say “trust.”
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[Chorus – Add harmony, falsetto echoes]
Welcome to the Velvet Room,
Where the rhythm sways and the pleasure blooms.
I’ll make your back arch to a saxophone sigh,
Make you climax lookin’ straight in my eyes.
No rush, no end, no other truth—
Just you, me, and this velvet proof.
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[Bridge – Spoken & Sung Over Smooth Jazz Piano]
Let the world wait, baby.
Let time forget our names.
This ain’t no hotel night—this is a temple of flame.
I don’t just want your body.
I want your cries, your ache, your release.
Let me hold all your need in one kiss…
And make you believe.
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[Final Chorus – Gospel-style ad libs over slow burn groove]
In the Velvet Room, love don’t wear clothes,
It shows up naked, vulnerable, and bold.
You scream my name, I hold your soul,
And we don’t stop ‘til we both let go.
Just two flames in a velvet tomb—
Burnin’ up the night…
In the Velvet Room.
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[Outro – Light piano, whispered]
Don’t leave yet, mon chéri…
The Velvet Room remembers every moan.
And so do I.

Male, R&B, jazz