2. Veiled Desire Behind closed doors, behind soft lies, Our passion hides in muted cries. A secret world where no one sees, The trembling hands, the silent pleas. I chase the echoes of your kiss, A fleeting glimpse of stolen bliss. No light can touch the shadows here, Where whispered words draw ever near. The night becomes our hidden stage, A secret love that fuels our rage. Each touch a spark, a quiet fire, A longing only we acquire. Though unseen by the world outside, Within the dark, we cannot hide. Our hearts, entwined in silent play, Burn softly through the night and day.