It is chilling

 
It is chilling
this desire without reason,
that leads me to you
in this dark passion.
Your whispering voice
breaks decency,
burning words,
in the midst of unconsciousness.
It's shuddering to think of you
to think of you like this,
in a forbidden game
that ignites frenzy.
Every night, in silence
I feel your presence
like a fire
that burns, intense and slow.
Your tempting lips
awaken my desires,
in every nightfall,
they are my sweet dalliance.