In the shadows where secrets lie,
Hearts entwined but bound to sigh,
A dance of whispers, unseen, untold,
A story of love, both daring and bold.

Under the moon’s soft, silver glare,
They meet in silence, a stolen affair,
Moments fleeting, yet burning bright,
In the cloak of the midnight’s embrace.

Each glance, a spark, a silent plea,
Bound by passion, longing to be free,
Yet tangled in the web of lies,
Love survives, even as it dies.

In the end, their paths diverge,
A tale of love, forever submerged,
But in their hearts, a fire remains,
An echo of love’s sweet, bittersweet strains.