In the gentle hush of night we lay,
Where stars weave tales in silver threads,
Two hearts entwined in tender sway,
In whispered dreams and velvet beds.

The moonlight casts its silver glow,
Upon a world of soft caress,
Our spirits rise and gently flow,
In rhythms of this sweet finesse.

Each touch a silent symphony,
A melody of breath and skin,
In this embrace, eternity,
Where every gentle sigh begins.

The world fades to a distant hum,
As we explore this sacred space,
In love’s embrace, we are as one,
Lost in the warmth of our own grace.