Shadows of Desire
In chambers dim, where whispers play,
A secret stirs beneath the day,
A dance of trust, a fragile thread,
Where love and longing share a bed.
Her eyes, they gleam with daring spark,
His heart, it races in the dark,
A stranger’s shadow, bold and near,
Ignites the thrill, the pang, the fear.
The mind, it weaves a tender tale,
Of yielding power, soft and frail,
A bond unbroken, yet unbound,
In silent looks, the truth is found.
Not loss, nor shame, but fevered choice,
A whispered wish, a trembling voice,
To watch, to want, to feel the flame,
A game of hearts without a name.
Through veils of night, the vision streams,
A cuckold’s heart, alive in dreams,
Where love’s expanse, both wild and free,
Bends rules to shape its fantasy.