Dark Secrets

For the one whom I give my full love to, the last memory I have of us.

Legs shaking as you hands caress them soothingly.

Lips waiting for the magical touch of yours.

Hands clasped, with arms around me;

holding, never wanting to let go.

Moonlight trying to seek us out

while the darkness hides our love.

Oh, what dark secrets we hold in our hearts.

The wanting, never satisfied.

Author's Note

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