Irresistible

It's midnight. Dark room. Silence.
The hour of lovemaking has passed.
But it still lives in him, so he stirs.
He asks for nothing. His blood rages.

No woman readies herself for that moment.
The curves of her body do not lie still.
Their passion, though hidden, screams like this—
...until even the marrow of bone trembles!

In this burning silence,
when each moment is unexploded ordnance,
two hearts resurrect themselves again and again.
In this hour, for so many others, irresistible.