On skin as soft as twilights hue,
Our desires wave a canvas new,
Fluid lines of longing and grace
Traces of fire in each embrace

In each caress, a masterpiece formed,
desires painted, entwined and adorned
Ephemral beauty in the night's embrace,
A symphony of passion, leaving no trace.

An intimate art, our bodies create,
In moments of passion, we transcend fate,
A canvas of dreams, where love resonates,
Ephemeral masterpiece, a tale to relate.

A sensual mirage, a dance of delight,
Fluid emotions in the pale, moonlight, 
Ephemeral masterpiece, a lover's birthright,
A masterpiece formed in the heart's quiet night.