In the silent whispers of the night,
Beneath the moon’s soft, silver light,
Desire stirs, a burning fire,
Igniting hearts with fierce desire.
Passion’s dance, a fervent trance,
Eyes that meet in stolen glance,
Souls entwined in heated embrace,
Lost in love’s tempestuous chase.
Lips that touch, a spark ignites,
A symphony of sweet delights,
Bodies close, a fevered flame,
Whispered names, a breathless game.
In the dawn’s first tender glow,
Love’s embers softly show,
Desire’s fire, a lasting burn,
Passion’s lesson, hearts discern.