Covert.
Such an ebony hour as this
readies dun moments for stolen bliss.
Dusk\'s satin sheet rises
to cloak secret places with hunger
yet sunsetting over
finds darkness hides bundles of risk.
Fugitive love plays
alluring games when two crave fire.
Such covert conscripts
night to form shadows for hiding.
Re-created are thrills
for covered in twilight\'s illegal kisses
double coupled desire
keeps need alive to seek clandestine.
Yet pleasuring ends
if ardour wants more than caresses.