The fire in her eyes greater men than him have looked into her eyes and succombed to the flames.Lesser men dare not even try.He looked into her eyes and knew the only way he would survive is to pull her close ,kiss her deeply ,and love her like no other has before.

Touch her body ,she'll moan once. Touch her soul ,she'll moan forever

He spoke with a tongue laced in whiskey and prose that told the story of her complete undoing beneath ravenous lips and smoldering fingers wicked with intent

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved ,in secret ,between the shadow and the soul .

She loves him secretly ,in the privacy of her own thoughts. There ,she will find no rejection. And at night in her dreams he loves her,and no one owns her except him .

The night was when she came alive . The night was when her heart took flight.Soaring over moonbeams and hop skipping over stars then floating back to earth to run free through dew kissed fields ,chasing fireflies through fairy glens,before dawn reclaimed it's hold.Leaving her to daydream of those fireflies and fairy glens.Until they met once again.

She was to him what ink is to paper,Giving meaning to his blank canvas.His one silly move ,and she spilled all over blotting him completely, running out of herself