The quiet, seeping in

Tucked into the folds

Of the softest cover

Hidden beneath, our guilty pleasure

Softly stroke the love we feel

Booming pulse coursing through

Every inch of this desire

This perfect moment

Never felt this way until

You held me here

Secrets of our hands and hearts

Envelloped in the dark

A tangle of legs and tongues

Of fear and hope and passion

A million whispers hidden here

Under the cover of the dark