Our pact of silence is made

Our pact of silence is made, Molded from rainy kisses, sweet storms hidden in glances, Molded from the sound we breathe into notes on the staff we call Love. A silent pact, forged in gestures, in slow dances, We love and we melt in the blaze we have chosen, Enveloped with a necklace of passion, a furious storm, turning us into tumultuous beasts, But, remembering we are shaped from shadow, we temper our fire with caresses and strokes. You envelop me in the magic of love, a secret spell that wraps me, I call out your name, it reverberates in the night that carries us, And I, held close to your chest, seek solace in your celebratory kiss. The force of love unleashes, ever-growing, a tide that knows not of ebbing, And words become the echoes of a song that stretches over the world, Sounds that resonate in our symphony, just ours, unique. We stretch our bodies towards tireless flight, we seek each other in the infinite, You explore my secrets, victorious, and I uncover the mysteries laid by you, through time. Yes, the power of Love is our canvas, it covers us With a white sheet, a prelude to the undisturbed purity in the morning's mirror, It embraces us, propels us, like this love, pure, burning like a wave.