She walked in the room and upon her body she wore the sun. The room paused for breath as one, we contemplated perfect beauty. I moved towards you, past the not so hidden glances of want from forgotten foes. Forgotten in a moment, the moment our hands touched. And locking fingers we coupled that action with desired affect as we stared at one another. The emotion is nameless as is the song we danced to past reality and reality’s eyes. They searched desperately after us in sorrow at being left out on some hidden secret. There are no secrets here though, as we peeled back our thoughts like our clothes lying forgotten on the floor. We made love beside a buried sun and a hidden moon above.