Heat Vision
Nova Rai · Eyes on Me, 8 of 15

The story
There's a kind of looking that burns. On that floor I wasn't asking for permission; I was the one who saw straight through everyone. This song is heat, and I won't pretend it isn't. Wanting is not shameful. The power was always with the one who chooses.
Lyrics
Nipples hard under neon lace
Wet where no one sees my face
She smiled — I lost the plot
Your hand shook, mine did not
Leather legs and glittered skin
I dance slow so you let me in
You bite your lip
and I already win
Your girl’s watching
But I don’t care
I taste like fire
And fuck like air
She touches me
with her eyes
And I might
let her try
Heat vision
I burn when I move
Don’t talk — just groove
I see through
what you do
Heat vision
Your mouth says no
Your body says “go”
You’re mine
You know
I drop down low between your legs
Just to see what power begs
You shake like you might regret
But I’m not done with you yet
She leans in, whispers “please”
You breathe deep — drop to knees
This isn’t love
It’s a disease
And I’m
your favorite
symptom
You watch me
I undress you
One look
Confess to
Your fantasy
now real
I don't ask
I feel
Heat vision
I melt where I grind
No rules, just time
Don’t follow
Just unwind
Heat vision
You came to play
But I make you stay
I leave marks
with sway
I don’t need permission
Your pulse gave it
She pulled my hair
You liked it
I kissed her neck
You broke a sweat
I turned
and never looked back
Heat vision
No fear, no shame
No names, just flame
This is dance
as claim
Heat vision
I own this night
I take the bite
You're welcome
to stay
But only
if you beg
with your body
“I see you. Now come burn.”