Molten Embrace

In the quiet of the deep night’s hold,
Where warmth and shadows meet,
We find a place of molten longing,
Where our desires feel complete.

Your lips, a soft ignition,
A fire that tempts and teases,
In the heat of our connection,
Our passion never ceases.

Each touch, a burning whisper,
A caress that’s slow and sweet,
In the velvet dark of midnight,
We surrender to the heat.