Hiding in the shadows
creeping through the dark,
meeting in the moonlight
far away from human's mark.
The world further opposed
heartless towards our love.
The forest, a silent promise,
a closet, for emotions inside.
The wind mirrors each kiss.
As each chill embraces our skin,
the fever ignites within.
Moonlit glances of love,
lips soft to each touch.
Night guides love-ridden hands
she understands.
Comments
ANC
Come on there must be some quiet Motel rooms lol..
Good write just a little soft as the Moonlight.
This needs more body, if you are going to be with someone in secret or wherever then draw me a picture of essence feelings and happiness.
Let the moon shine through yonder window with a glow.
Keep writing, Yours Ian.T
Haha quiet motel rooms just
Haha quiet motel rooms just don't seem as romantic :)
Definitely can see where it needs a stronger body. I'll work on that.
ANC