In twilight's hush, a secret glance,
A spark ignites, a stolen chance.
Your laughter rings, a siren's call,
Beckoning me, enthralling all.
The air is thick with unspoken desire,
A smoldering ember, fueled by fire.
Your crimson dress, a tempting flame,
Whispers my name, a whispered game.
The room, a canvas bathed in gold,
As shadows dance, a story unfolds.
Your voice, a melody so sweet,
Entwining souls, in rhythmic beat.
A touch, electric, sends shivers down,
Leaving me breathless, a heart unbound.
Fingers trace, a path unfurled,
Secrets whispered, to a waiting world.
Your eyes, a depth where dreams reside,
Secrets untold, where passions hide.
A lingering gaze, a promise held,
A story waiting, to be spelled.
The scent of jasmine, fills the air,
Arousal's whisper, a silent prayer.
The gentle breeze, a teasing friend,
Carries desire, that knows no end.
With every word, a whispered sigh,
Veils of longing, begin to die.
Laughter spills, a playful fight,
As moonlight bathes us, in silver light.
A brush of lips, a hesitant taste,
A world ignited, passion's embrace.
Innocence surrenders, with a soft moan,
Desire unleashed, we're never alone.
Skin on skin, a silken touch,
Embers of yearning, blaze so much.
Inhibitions fade, like morning dew,
Lost in a rapture, just me and you.
Each whispered word, a sweet command,
Exploring landscapes, hand in hand.
Secrets unveiled, in the candle's glow,
A symphony of pleasure, as emotions flow.
Time stands still, in this sacred space,
Two souls entwined, in a sweet embrace.
The world outside, fades to a blur,
Lost in the fire, that burns within her.
Moans escape, a symphony divine,
As pleasure surges, a love that entwines.
Boundless passion, a reckless tide,
Reaching the summit, where secrets reside.
Under the starlight, we lie entwined,
Sated and breathless, our spirits aligned.
A whispered promise, in the hush of night,
A love unspoken, bathed in moon's soft light.
The dawn approaches, a gentle thief,
Leaving behind, a bittersweet relief.
But in the embers of this stolen night,
A fire ignites, a burning light.
The memory lingers, a whispered dream,
A promise unspoken, a stolen scheme.
For in the language of seductive love,
Silence speaks volumes, a message from above.
We'll meet again, in stolen hours,
Fueled by desire, in secret bowers.
For in this dance, of passion's embrace,
We find a solace, in this hidden space.
About the Creator
Moharif Yulianto
a freelance writer and thesis preparation in his country, youtube content creator, facebook


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