Lub lub...lub lub.
I feel your heartbeat,
As my hand rests on your perfectly tanned chest.

The moonlight illuminates us like a spotlight.
The night is still and silent,
As electricity crackles in the air between us.

I have learned to cherish these precious stolen moments.
First only taken for the thrill of maybe getting caught, no real feelings at all,
But then morphing into something more, something real.

For our forbidden love can only be shown by these,
Stolen moments.
These stolen moments spent together.

As the night ends and the day begins,
We are pulled apart,
By the world.

As we leave each other's arms, crying quietly,
We both know we can never be together,
As much as we wish to be.