in the quiet corners
where no eyes perceive,
there lies the essence
of who we believe.
when no one is looking,
and masks are shed,
we stand in our truth,
where authenticity is spread.
embrace me there,
where shadows dance,
in the hushed whispers
of our clandestine romance.
no audience to please,
no judgments to fear,
just solace in knowing
our true selves are near.
— v.ceto
