Speak in Skin

[Verse 1]

In a crowded room you find my hand,

Thumb on my knuckle, a quiet command.

No need for speeches, no grand design,

Your palm on my shoulder says, “You’re mine.”

Coffee steam and the softest sway,

Forehead kiss at the break of day.

I learn your meaning in every sign,

How you hold me like a steady line.

[Pre-Chorus]

There’s a grammar in the way you stay,

In every press and every sway.

When words are thin, you draw me in,

And I remember how we begin.

[Chorus]

Speak in skin, say it slow,

Let the warmth be what I know.

In a world of noise and rush,

Love’s a language learned by touch.

Hand in hand, heart to heart,

That’s the place where meanings start.

Say you’re here without a crutch—

I understand when you speak in touch.

[Verse 2]

Long day’s weight on my tired spine,

You trace a circle and realign.

You don’t fix storms or make them stop,

But you’re my anchor at the dock.

Shoulder to shoulder, wordless prayer,

You touch the air and I find air.

You listen deeper than I do,

Through linen sheets, you pull me through.

[Pre-Chorus]

There’s a rhythm to the way you care,

A gentle check: “Is this okay here?”

A yes that breathes, a pause that proves

That tenderness is how love moves.

[Chorus]

Speak in skin, say it slow,

Let the warmth be what I know.

In a world of noise and rush,

Love’s a language learned by touch.

Hand in hand, heart to heart,

That’s the place where meanings start.

Say you’re here without a crutch—

I understand when you speak in touch.

[Bridge]

Every language has its rules:

Pressure, presence, patient cool.

Fingerprints like fireflies,

Mapping truths beneath the skies.

Hold me close, then let me be,

The space between is poetry.

Ask and wait, then answer true—

In this quiet, I hear you.

[Verse 3]

When the night is heavy with rain,

You smooth the edges of my pain.

We count the lightning, breathe in four,

Your hand a lighthouse on the shore.

Morning finds us softer still,

Two steady pulses, one good will.

No headline needed, no big claim,

Just the way you whisper my name.

[Chorus]

Speak in skin, say it slow,

Let the warmth be what I know.

In a world of noise and rush,

Love’s a language learned by touch.

Hand in hand, heart to heart,

That’s the place where meanings start.

Say you’re here without a crutch—

I understand when you speak in touch.

[Outro]

So when silence feels too much,

Tell me love in simple touch.

In this fluent, human art,

You write hello upon my heart.