In shadows cast by the silent moon,
Desires awaken in the heart’s cocoon.
A dance of dreams, a siren’s call,
Where whispers of sin begin to enthrall.

The velvet night wraps its gentle arms,
Enticing souls with forbidden charms.
A longing glance, a touch of fire,
Bound by the threads of hidden desire.

Stars bear witness to secret cries,
As passion’s flame flickers and flies.
In the depths of twilight’s embrace,
Sinful whispers leave their trace.

Yet in the dawn’s forgiving light,
Shadows fade, and sins take flight.
A new day dawns with a gentle breeze,
Cleansing hearts with whispered pleas.