Dark secrets hurriedly stashed away
Into the abyss of the silent night
Whispers of passion murmured feverishly
Yet the ravenous heart gets no respite.
Gentle fingertips descend upon velvety skin
Like the moon rays upon the glittering grass,
And as the wind caresses the dewy flowers,
I realize the sand has run out in the hourglass.
I beg for more till my breath runs out,
But the devil is not renowned for his mercy.
Yet those enticing eyes can hypnotize
And evaporate my fear of petty mockery.
So I set off on my path begrudgingly
Gazing back at him hoping for an invitation
Pleading for his sinful embrace once again
Knowing I shall never feel the satiation.
And suddenly his warm breath makes me shiver
As he is brutally close to my tingling skin
The wind teases us with its whistles and says
A moment so painfully sweet can only be sin.
We run for cover in the forest so deep
Even the moon in all its glory cannot see
The fire and ice forged when souls touch
So lost in each other yet still set free.
The summons of reality are ignored shamelessly,
And the calm night is unaware of the crimes
That two wicked souls commit so audaciously
Reading to each other these alluring rhymes.
Into the abyss of the silent night
Whispers of passion murmured feverishly
Yet the ravenous heart gets no respite.
Gentle fingertips descend upon velvety skin
Like the moon rays upon the glittering grass,
And as the wind caresses the dewy flowers,
I realize the sand has run out in the hourglass.
I beg for more till my breath runs out,
But the devil is not renowned for his mercy.
Yet those enticing eyes can hypnotize
And evaporate my fear of petty mockery.
So I set off on my path begrudgingly
Gazing back at him hoping for an invitation
Pleading for his sinful embrace once again
Knowing I shall never feel the satiation.
And suddenly his warm breath makes me shiver
As he is brutally close to my tingling skin
The wind teases us with its whistles and says
A moment so painfully sweet can only be sin.
We run for cover in the forest so deep
Even the moon in all its glory cannot see
The fire and ice forged when souls touch
So lost in each other yet still set free.
The summons of reality are ignored shamelessly,
And the calm night is unaware of the crimes
That two wicked souls commit so audaciously
Reading to each other these alluring rhymes.
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