In the quiet of the night, our souls collide,
A dance of whispers, where secrets reside.
Gentle touches ignite a fervent flame,
In this sacred space, we are never the same.

Under the moon’s tender, watchful eye,
Our bodies entwine, reaching for the sky.
Every breath, a symphony of desire,
Hearts beating in rhythm, set the night on fire.

Silken sheets, a tapestry of dreams,
As love’s sweet melody flows in gentle streams.
Fingers trace paths of pure delight,
In your arms, the world feels just right.

Morning light creeps, but we hold on tight,
Bound by love, through the endless night.
In this moment, we find our truth,
Eternally captured, in the bloom of youth.