In the quiet corners where secrets softly lie,
Our hearts beat in rhythms only we can hear,
A dance in shadows, where no eyes pry,
Yet in silence, our truth becomes clear.

Stolen glances across crowded rooms,
Each moment fleeting, yet eternally bright,
In the echoes of laughter, our love blooms,
A secret garden in the depth of night.

The world may never know the stories we weave,
In whispers and touches that linger long,
A tapestry of dreams we quietly believe,
In a love that’s hidden, but never wrong.

Though the light may never touch our tale,
And shadows may obscure our gentle ties,
In our hearts, this love will never pale,
For in silence, true passion never dies.