In the quiet corners of our hearts,
Whispers of secrets softly dwell,
A love that dances in the dark,
Where only silent shadows tell.

Beneath the moon’s soft, silver light,
Two souls entwined in hidden flight,
A passion burning fierce and bright,
Concealed from dawn to darkest night.

Each stolen glance, each fleeting touch,
A world unknown to all but us,
A tale of longing, love, and lust,
Bound by a thread so delicate, so lush.

Yet in the stillness of the night,
The weight of secrets takes its toll,
For love that hides from morning’s sight,
Can never truly make us whole.