In the afterglow, where passion softly wanes,
Our hearts entwined, yet a gentle ache remains.
With tender hands, I caress her skin,
A silent promise of love within.

Her sighs are melodies in the quiet night,
A symphony of whispers, pure delight.
In every breath, a story unfolds,
Of longing, dreams, and secrets untold.

Beneath the stars, we find our sacred place,
Two souls united in a warm embrace.
Her laughter, like a breeze, dances through the air,
A sweet reminder of the love we share.

As dawn approaches, painting skies anew,
I cherish the moments, timeless and true.
For in her presence, my restless heart finds peace,
A love that grows and will never cease.