Woman of Passion and Fire

A touch, soft and tender.
A whisper, full of desire
A gasp of sweet surrender
As passion fuels the fire

No words spoken between them
No promises to be kept
No lies being told tonight
No looking back - no regrets

Longing to hold each other
Such precious little time
Both vowed to another
Being lonely is no longer their crime

Tomorrow bringing happiness
A brief moment of shame
With the memory of this one night
A release from passion's flames