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[Verse 1]
You spin like a compass needle finding north,
feet rooted in the earth while your whole body
becomes the prayer—synaptic pathways firing
in rhythm with the drum, your mirror neurons
singing what they see in every face,
each rotation a long-term potentiation,
memory etched deeper into the wanting.

[Chorus]
You are the turning, the threshold, the way
the body speaks what the tongue cannot say,
you're dissolving the distance between
the one who loves and the one who is loved,
and I am watching you become the song.

[Verse 2]
Your cortical remapping blooms each time
you surrender—the small death and rebirth
of someone learning to see with their chest,
proprioception mapping the infinite,
knowing your place in the dark by knowing
nothing at all, by letting your cells
reorganize around a love so wide
it rewrites the neural architecture.

[Chorus]
You are the turning, the threshold, the way
the body speaks what the tongue cannot say,
you're dissolving the distance between
the one who loves and the one who is loved,
and I am watching you become the song.

[Bridge]
Your theta waves synchronize with breath,
with the world's breathing, with the one
beside you, predictive coding learned
from a thousand turns—your brain already
knows what's coming because you've chosen
to stay open, to let the axons branch
toward surrender, toward the ecstatic.

[Chorus]
You are the turning, the threshold, the way
the body speaks what the tongue cannot say,
you're dissolving the distance between
the one who loves and the one who is loved,
and I am watching you become the song.

[Outro]
Keep spinning—your dervish hands
still teaching us that motion and stillness
are the same frequency, that love
is the only vertigo worth dizzy for.

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