Smouldering Glances

In the flicker of candlelight’s glow,
Where shadows dance and play,
We exchange a smouldering glance,
As the night begins to sway.

Your touch, a slow temptation,
A fire that burns so sweet,
In the heat of our closeness,
Our pulses start to meet.

Every breath, a whispered thrill,
A tease upon my skin,
In the depths of this yearning,
We let the passion begin.