Velvet Lace

Soft velvet sighs in the pale moon light

A hush where colors bleed into night

A burgundy lace slips over quiet skin

Threads like arrowheads pull secrets in

Garters glint with a careful, patient fire

Breath held tight between lace and desire

Bouquet whispers pink and white in bloom

A fragrance rides the air, a quiet room

Hair falls like dusk along the collarbone

Sound of silence learning every tone

Surface red, a stage for private art

Hands map the shoreline of a willing heart

Details tremble in the soft near-dark

Every inch courting the pulse of the spark

Hold me close in the glow of forbidden light

Where colors confess what words can’t say at night

Stay with me in this doorway of skin and sight

Let the world fade till only us stay bright

The chair becomes a throne of subtle heat

Contours trace a rhythm, slow and sweet

Lace breathes against the breath I lend

A whispered vow that only bodies comprehend

Flowers lean in with a shy bouquet charm

Petals kiss the edge where sensations warm

Long hair drapes like a curtain over time

Every second tuned to a hum of rhyme

The bouquet sleeps on a red-schooled stage

We write our language in the center page

Hold me close in the glow of forbidden light

Where colors confess what words can’t say at night

Stay with me in this doorway of skin and sight

Let the world fade till only us stay bright

In this quiet heat, I hear a tremor rise

A secret map unfolding in our private skies

No faces seen, yet the truth remains:

Two bodies speak in coral, maroon refrains

Hold me close in the glow of forbidden light

Where colors confess what words can’t say at night

Stay with me in this doorway of skin and sight

Let the world fade till only us stay bright

Red on the surface, soft as a sigh

We linger where the bouquet whispers goodbye