by Greg Neil Copyright ©2026 In shadows soft, where whispers play, A dance begins this Valentine’s Day. Silken ties and velvet chains, Echo secrets, sweet refrains. Fingers trace a daring line, Between the bold and the divine. Eyes locked tight, a silent dare, Breath held close in heated air. Candles flicker, shadows bend, Boundaries blur, and rules suspend. A touch that teases, slow and sure, Unlocks the night’s forbidden door. Velvet ropes and whispered pleas, M