A whisper soft, a command's decree,
playful yet firm, a mystery.
No question asked, no room for doubt,
his heart, a frantic shout.

This heat, this fire, a blazing brand,
A stranger's touch, across the land.
The hottest flame, he'd ever known,
A whispered word, a seed is sown.

His pulse quickened, a drumming beat,
A silent dance, a love complete.
This stranger's gaze, a burning star,
Igniting sparks, both near and far.

A captivating, potent spell,
His very soul, begins to swell.
A silent promise, in the air,
A love affair, beyond compare.

Tomaž Jevšenak