In shadows soft, where secrets lie,
Two hearts convene beneath the sky.
A gentle breath, a silent plea,
A dance of souls, wild and free.
Flesh meets flesh in tender grace,
A sacred time, a warm embrace.
The rhythm beats in sync, in tune,
Beneath the glow of silver moon.
Eyes converse without a word,
In every touch, a voice is heard.
Passion’s fire, both fierce and kind,
Unites what time and spac...