More Than Flesh
More Than Flesh
Verse 1
Not every man walks in with hunger,
Not every touch is meant to claim.
Some arrive like quiet blessings,
Calling you by your truest name.
They don’t come to conquer bodies,
Or to chase a fleeting thrill—
Some men show up like medicine,
With a heart that knows how to heal.
Chorus
Some men are more than flesh,
More than fire, more than need.
They come to lift the broken places,
Help the wounded spirit breathe.
They repair, they restore,
They upgrade what life stole.
Some men bring out the best in you—
They love you into whole.
Verse 2
Some men carry gentle power,
Strength that never needs to shout.
They see the gold beneath the ashes,
They know what love is all about.
They don’t fear your deepest shadows,
They don’t run from what is real—
They hold space like sacred temples,
Where the weary heart can heal.
Chorus
Some men are more than flesh,
More than fire, more than need.
They come to lift the broken places,
Help the wounded spirit breathe.
They repair, they restore,
They upgrade what life stole.
Some men bring out the best in you—
They love you into whole.
Bridge
They’re the ones who walk with purpose,
Who don’t flinch at tears or truth.
They’re the ones who see your future
When you’re tangled in your youth.
They’re the ones who hold your spirit
Like a treasure, not a prize—
The kind of men who heal your heart
Just by looking in your eyes.
Verse 3
So here’s to men who show up steady,
Who don’t take more than they give.
Who teach you how to trust again,
Who remind you how to live.
They don’t come to own your body,
They come to honor your soul—
To help you rise, to help you shine,
To help you become whole.
Final Chorus
Some men are more than flesh,
More than fire, more than need.
They come to lift the broken places,
Help the wounded spirit breathe.
They repair, they restore,
They upgrade what life stole.
Some men bring out the best in you—
They love you into whole.
Outro
So when one finds your story,
Let your guarded heart unfold—
Some men are not just lovers—
They’re healers of the soul.
They are divine masculines.
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