Eye Contact

Nicholas Bonnin

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    You like the way I don't ask twice
    The way my silence feels like ice
    I don't chase, I don't persuade
    You come closer, when I don't behave

    You like the way I don't ask twice
    The way my silence feels like ice
    I don't chase, I don't persuade
    You come closer, when I don't behave

    Black dress falling at your feet
    You don't speak, you wait for me
    There's a tension in the air
    And you love it, when I make you stare

    Say you're strong
    Say you're tough
    But you're shaking, when I call your bluff
    You act like you're in control
    Till I put my hand around your throat

    On your knees not because you have to be
    But you crave the energy
    When I say it low
    Say it slow
    Don't look away
    Hold that eye contact

    You love the weight of my command
    That's why you're crawling back
    You tell you don't play these games
    But you memorized my rules and my name
    Every touch is deliberate
    Measured, slow, intimate

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    You like when I pull you close
    And push you back just to keep you exposed
    You don't want soft
    You don't want sweet
    You want pressure you can't defeat

    Oh, your heartbeat gives you away
    When I tell you where to stay
    You pretend that you resist
    But you're waiting for my wrist

    On your knees not because you have to be
    But you crave the energy
    When I say it low
    Say it slow
    Don't look away
    Hold that eye contact

    You love the weight of my command
    That's why you're crawling back

    I don't raise my voice
    I don't need to shout
    You respond to tone
    That's what this is about

    You like discipline
    You like control
    You like the moment, when you lose your role

    On your knees
    Say you belong to me
    Just tonight
    No guarantees

    When I say it low
    Don't look away

    You love the way I take my time
    You don't want mercy
    You want my hands and my mind

    You tell you don't play these games
    But you memorized my rules and my name
    Every touch is deliberate
    Measured, slow, intimate

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    Composition: Nicholas Bonnin

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