"In moonlit whispers, our desires entwine,
Come a little bit closer, let your heartbeat align.
Silken caresses on skin, a tender trace,
Passion's dance, the rhythm of our embrace.

Eyes aflame, secrets sheared in the night,
Lost in the magic, everything feels right.
Closer, where lips meet in a stolen kiss,
Igniting flames that tenderly bliss.

Bodies entwined, a sultry symphony,
Whispers of love, an intimate decree.
Come closer, let the stars envy our fire,
In this love, where longing takes us higher.
© Ezra Briscoe