• Over a bridge, through woods of stone,
    towering high... We're all alone.

    I felt your hands, warm on my skin.
    I've missed you so much... How long has it been?

    This is a place, one only we know.
    The bright moonlight on the glistening snow.

    We lay on the ground, we're up in the trees.
    You kiss me softly, I'm so weak in the knees.

    I shake and moan, you tease and bite my neck,
    softly pull my hair and I make yours look like a wreck.

    My fingers entangle and your lips lock to mine,
    This is our own special place, our own secret shrine.

    You whisper 'I love you' and press onto my body,
    I'm sweating and moaning yet you're thrusting so calmly.

    But your breathing... Your love... Your passion... That grip.
    And that softly sweet taste of your tender, wet lips.

    We are in this quiet place, and so I grab you tight and moan.
    I kiss your lips and kiss your neck and smell your delicious cologne.

    I pleasingly look into your deep brown eyes,
    I know all you've said aren't simple lies.

    We feel this passion and only want more,
    working our muscles until we're already sore.

    It's like nothing has changed, though the truth is finally known...
    Whatever. I love you. We'll never be alone.

    I just want your love, your touch and warm embrace.
    I love all of these moments in this silent, hidden place.

    All of the snow and stone-built trees,
    towering high with fallen leaves.

    The bridge we crossed with no end shown,
    a place only we know when we're finally alone.