Sunbeams hitting the window, it's my time to go but I won't leave for too long. Clothes on, birdies chirping, hopefully they won't gossip to ill-speaking blondies or else they'll soon fear me. Last night was crazy and love was in the air, our bodies were sweaty, we lived the dirty affair. Mr and Mrs who don't share a name will surely be known for an unwanted fame. Nobody is allowed to know, we want to enjoy this, we'll go slow without the fear of becoming a show, the night will be our secret world. Stars glimmer brightly, shining on our bare impure bodies making it feel right to be wrong. Nobody talks, everything's hushed, and we quietly begin our love.