He grabbed my hand
And pulled me towards his lair,
His chin nestled in my hair.
I looked upon his midnight eyes
And did not doubt the feelings inside.
He moved me in such a fashion
That I lost my grace and let loose my passion
Do not judge me for things past said
But on how the love was felt instead.
The lovers parted in their bodies,
But never from their hearts
The feelings pushed from either line
Felt like receiving a Valentine.
This connection, thus felt, was real indeed,
But never known for others to see.
It was only their hearts that believed
Such a thing could happen in their reality.
By: Molly Dunn