Secret Romance

It's a feeling I get when I meet the right glance,
The tickle and hint of secret romance.

The sensations that start from the tips of my toes,
The crackling spark that reaches my nose.

Slowly yet building a charge up inside,
Open and willing with nothing to hide.

Wanting to feel and caress your soft skin,
Fighting my thoughts that are driven by sin.

Thinking of fire that cannot be had, enjoying
the moment and not feeling sad.