He walks away

And he is gone 

To her

He does not belong

In stolen moments

Where they live

In quiet moments

Time and space do not exist

In naughty moments 

Is their greatest bliss

Touch of whispers

Caress of murmurs

Sometimes greedy

Sometimes tender

With him 

She is surrender

She's in California

He's far away in Denver

Other times

They plan and scheme 

Stealing moments like desperate thieves 

Around the corner

Down the hall 

In the office

In the stall

Endless craving

Painful yearning 

Love is the drug

Makes her head spin

Has her doing flips

When he leaves her all alone

She's jonesing for her fix

Two meant to be 

Never to be

Slaves to their love

Prisoners of delight

Meant to be

With no end in sight