Amidst midnight's embrace, awakened by moans,
A symphony of sweet torment, passion intones.
Wild and untamed, in shadows we surrender,
The darkness empowers, our souls it engenders.

Delicate emotions find solace and rest,
In the intoxicating urge to be deeply blessed.
The moon keeps our secret, casting gentle light,
Through the window, it peers, but never takes flight.

Our bodies entwined, like silhouettes displayed,
Unveiling desires, in the most vivid parade.
No words are needed, as we transcend the mundane,
Animalistic and raw, our connection remains.

In the darkest hour, at the stroke of midnight,
Our spirits unite, in a dance of pure delight.
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