Love, the illicit kind
Scarcely, the legitimacy
Sneaking away is thrill
Heightens the intimacy
Pacifying the
prying eyes
Playing hide and seek
The rage of
stealthy hideout
For each other, thirst bespeaks
Covert, one tries hard,
Forbidden fruits tasted
Other throws caution to wind
In so many actions stated
In passion, oblivious
Surreptitious glances
A tryst into verboten
With blatant advances
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