The Secrecy of Love

The secrecy of Love

The secrecy of Love

The midnight tonnes of moaning
Doses of kisses igniting the feelings
That burst into flames of emotion
Those clinging desiring no separation
All, a secrecy of love on the sacred sheet
That kept body and heart sweating in sweetness
In true spirit and pure heart of honour, it is holy
Don’t loose it to the eager ears of the tete-a-tete



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