Upon the velvet night, a silken sheen.
My heart, a restless bird, takes flight,
Drawn to your presence, a whispered scene.
My lady fair, with eyes of deepest blue,
A smile that melts the frost from winter's hold.
Your voice, a songbird's melody, so true,
In your embrace, a story yet untold.
We walk the moonlit paths, unseen, unheard,
Two souls entwined, in stolen, secret bliss.
No need for words, our feelings are preferred,
A silent language, a lover's gentle kiss.
They call you mistress, a forbidden bloom,
But in my heart, you're more than just a name.
You are my haven, my sanctuary, my room,
The fire that burns, consuming all my flame.
So let them whisper, let them judge and scorn,
For in your eyes, I find my world anew.
My mistress, my love, until the break of morn,
My heart beats only for the love of you.