Tender poem

In the quiet night, where shadows play,
Two souls entwine in a tender sway,
Bodies close, a rhythmic dance,
Lost in a moment, a sweet romance.

Touch of skin, a fire ignites,
Whispers soft in the dim moonlight,
Heartbeats sync, a symphony,
A private world, just you and me.

Eyes locked tight, breathless and warm,
In this embrace, we weather the storm,
Every caress, a silent plea,
Together in passion, wild and free.

In this union, we find our peace,
A sacred bond, where troubles cease,
In the aftermath, a gentle sigh,
Wrapped in each other, as the night drifts by.