In the heart of midnight’s veil,
Where whispers cradle dreams untold,
Desire’s shadows softly trail,
A story of sin begins to unfold.
Glimmers of forbidden light,
Dance upon the edge of night,
Temptation’s song, a siren’s call,
Echoes through the silent hall.
In tangled webs of passion spun,
A dance where innocence is undone,
Choices carved in fleeting time,
Mark the soul with silent rhyme.
Yet in this realm of shadowed grace,
A truth emerges, soft and clear,
That sin, though dark, may still embrace,
The light of hope, drawing near.