In the dance of days, a seamless choreography,

We brushed off yesterday’s strains, a silent symphony.

Resilience in our steps, like whispers in the air,

Continued on, masking the weight we both bear.

In the sanctuary of passion, echoes of the past,

Chemistry lingers, a spell that forever lasts.

Between the sheets, laughter and desire entwine,

You, a unique ember, a flame that's solely mine.

In the realm of paradox, emotions entwine,

Ex lover's touch, a bittersweet line.

In passion's grasp, moments sublime,

Yet reality whispers, you're not truly mine.