Monday, December 22, 2008

Ssh..

Stolen kisses,
No one knows,
Hiding in the shadows.
Lips entwined,
though he's not mine,
we cross the line.
Burning need
we choose to heed.
Not love,
Just heat
and the thrill of it.
Reasoning gone,
Sensations have won,
The fire has begun.
No undoing this,
A secret bliss
that started with a kiss.