Such Covert.
Such an ebony hour as this
re-paints sweet hue of stolen bliss.
Night\'s satin sheet rises
to awaken passion\'s escaping sighs
yet normal day over
finds darkness demands high risks.
Fugitive love plays
alluring games when two crave fire.
Re-created are thrills
for hidden in twilight\'s illegal kisses
double-coupled desire
keeps need alive for the clandestine.
Honesty ends when
ardour replaces that which it misses.
Such covert of night
converts nectar\'s taste into paradise.
Lovers world-over
delight in a tryst that is kept secret.
Yet ever will tears
be shed over lies woven into deceit.