In the moonlit haze, where passion ignites,
A dance of allure unfolds through the night.
I ponder why, in desire's embrace so deep,
Regret and longing intertwine, their secrets to keep.
There's a charm in whispers, the heart's hidden voice,
Forbidden love and regret, their roles of choice.
As the world shifts, our desires remain the same,
A melody of temptation, fueled by passion's flame.
In the depths of regret, a rhythmic beat resounds,
Bodies entwined, ecstasy knows no bounds.
Time slips away, yet the allure lingers on,
A symphony of pleasure and pain, temptation's song.
The night, our playground, where fantasies unfurl,
In the language of touch, secrets softly swirl.
Oh, how I yearn to relive each cherished moment,
But the path I've chosen, no atonement.
Let this poem be an ode to our embrace so bold,
Regret's melody, in this captivating hold.
For in passion's depths, solace and despair reside,
A journey of temptation, where regret becomes our guide.
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoetryI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
