Illicit

A touch
A taste
A dream
Your face
A shadow in the dark

Your hand
Your lips
Your voice
My soul
A moment stolen from another
Your touch I ask for
Your kiss I want
Your heart not mine to take
Would that we could walk away
Did you know it would be like this
Did you see what we would have
Do you understand the truth of what we are
Do you miss what we can never have
Real life left behind
For a moment
A minute
An hour
A night
Lovers taking what we can
Giving what we have
Sharing a secret no one knows
An illicit affair
The secret grows