Wayne Orr

In the garden where passions bloom,
Amidst the whispers, love finds room.
Her laughter dances, a sweet delight,
A symphony under the soft moonlight.

With every glance, a spark ignites,
A universe within her eyes,
In the warmth of her embrace, time stands still,
A delicious longing, an unspoken thrill.

The world fades away, just we two,
In the depths of affection, pure and true.
With tenderness, I cherish each sigh,
In the sacred space where our spirits fly.

In the tapestry of love, we intertwine,
A feast of hearts, your essence divine.
In the quiet moments, passion’s sweet rush,
I yearn for you deeply, in the hush.

So let us explore this vibrant dance,
In the rhythm of love, we take our chance.
For in every heartbeat, our desires play,
In the garden of love, forever we’ll stay.