Heat in My Heels

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Heels hot, heart low — backboard got a glow.

Champagne fizz still dancing on my tongue,
lifted your keys like your fate had just begun.
Elevator hum, your hand on my waist —
no conversation, just hunger and haste.
Your lips taste like smoke and a question unasked,
I answered it fast, didn’t need to be asked.
We didn’t talk, we just read the room —
the silence screamed louder than any tune.

One step in, you had me against the wall,
my pulse in my throat like I’d never fall.
No names, no plans, no past to prove —
just skin on skin and the truth we’d lose.

Heels hot, heart low — backboard got a glow.
Wood creaks loud with a rhythm we know.
Fingers in my hair, breath on my neck —
it’s not love, but it’s all I can get.

Lamp light shadows tracing every line,
moon through the blinds like a stolen sign.
You rolled me over, slow and slow —
like you knew the script but I didn’t know.
Sweat on your collar, a tattoo I trace,
not yours, not mine — just a temporary place.
Sheets twist like promises we won’t keep,
but right now, they’re the only truth I need.

Your hips in my grip, your name in my moan —
but it’s not about loving, it’s not about home.
It’s about heat, it’s about now,
it’s about why I don’t ask how.

Heels hot, heart low — backboard got a glow.
Wood creaks loud with a rhythm we know.
Fingers in my hair, breath on my neck —
it’s not love, but it’s all I can get.

I should ask — where this goes when the dawn hits the floor,
but your mouth finds mine and I don’t ask for more.
We’re not building no future, we’re just burning the past —
ashes of someone who couldn’t hold fast.

Heels hot, heart low — backboard got a glow.
Wood creaks loud with a rhythm we know.
Fingers in my hair, breath on my neck —
it’s not love, but it’s all I can get.

Backboard got a glow… 
Just for tonight… 
Just for tonight…