2. Veiled Desire
Behind closed doors, behind soft lies,
Our passion hides in muted cries.
A secret world where no one sees,
The trembling hands, the silent pleas.
I chase the echoes of your kiss,
A fleeting glimpse of stolen bliss.
No light can touch the shadows here,
Where whispered words draw ever near.
The night becomes our hidden stage,
A secret love that fuels our rage.
Each touch a spark, a quiet fire,
A longing only we acquire.
Though unseen by the world outside,
Within the dark, we cannot hide.
Our hearts, entwined in silent play,
Burn softly through the night and day.