In shadows deep, where whispers lie, A siren's call beneath the night sky. Darkness dances, a velvet cloak, Obsidian dreams in tendrils smoke. Moonlight kisses pale, icy skin, As passion's fire ignites within. Lips of crimson, a velvet touch, Entwined in secrets, we clutch and clutch. In the realm of shadows, we find release, Lost in the labyrinth of desire's increase. With every sigh, our souls entwine, In this gothic fantasy, you're mine, all mine.