no dishes in the sink / só o corpo imaginando is about that quiet kind of desire that shows up when the house is finally still.

No dishes. No noise. No errands pulling at you. Just the body remembering it has an imagination.

This song lives in the space between domestic calm and private longing. It is not loud or obvious. It is the moment after everything practical is done, when the mind starts wandering and the body starts speaking in its own language.

I wanted it to feel sensual, grown, and intimate without needing to explain too much. Sometimes the most charged moments are the quiet ones. The empty sink. The warm room. The pause. The thought you do not say out loud.

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