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Song: Sweet Innuendo (80s Pop/Merengue) ai generated song created with Suno - / @jra70 / aeye.musix Lyrics: Midnight whispers drawing maps along your skin Every secret turning keys beneath my grin Shadows dancing where the fever starts to rise Truth in riddles flickers deep within your eyes Close now, the air begins to bend Every breath a message we don’t send Play the game of sweet innuendo, slow and low Let the rhythm say the things we don’t show Play the game of sweet innuendo, slow and low Let the rhythm say the things we don’t show Silver moonlight tracing circles on the floor Hearts in code tapping softly at the door Your laughter lingers like a daring sin A spark that dares the night to pull us in Close now, the air begins to bend Every breath a message we don’t send Play the game of sweet innuendo, slow and low Let the rhythm say the things we don’t show Play the game of sweet innuendo, slow and low Let the rhythm say the things we don’t show If the world should fade to black, we’ll write our own design Tongue-tied constellations spelling yours and mine No need for promises carved in stone When every glance already feels like home Play the game of sweet innuendo, slow and low Let the rhythm say the things we don’t show Play the game of sweet innuendo, slow and low Let the rhythm say the things we don’t show Take me back to the dreaming fire Where the silent choirs rise higher Through the gates of endless dawn To the world we left unborn Golden stairways twist and climb Clockwork hearts forget their time Make the thunder softly cry Under painted weeping skies Phantom ships with mirrored wings Circle ruins of forgotten kings Candles float on hidden streams The labyrinths of broken dreams Take me back to the dreaming fire Where the silent choirs rise higher Through the gates of endless dawn To the world we left unborn Hear the oracle wind proclaim Every soul has two true names One of earth and one of flame Both are calling me the same So I wander through the flame Past the gates without a name 'Til the crystal ocean gleams And I wake inside the dream