Naked Underwear

You enter with fabric.
You leave with scent.

The light fades. The bass grows dense.
Bodies slow down.
Intent sharpens.

This space isn’t for the eyes.
It’s for the skin, the breath, the urge.

Let the dark pull you in.
Not to hide but to become.
Heavier. Softer. Looser. Realer.

Close the door behind you.
You won’t come out the same.