sexual healing

In the quiet of the night a whisper calls
a gentle touch as the moonlight falls
healing hearts with tender grace
in each other’s arms we find our place.

A dance of souls so pure and true
in the warmth of love we start anew
with every kiss a spark ignites
guiding us through the darkest nights.

Together we rise above the pain
in the embrace of love we break the chain
a symphony of passion soft and sweet
for in your arms I find my heartbeat.