Silk and coin

In the vermilion glow of city nights
through a street of crimson lights
I find myself within this space
heart beating at an increased pace

A dim-lit room with only a bed and chair
a silhouette emerges with enchanting flair
with seductive grace, her shawl descends
revealing secrets, where desire blends

A virgin guided with experienced grace
led by an aluring dance of silk and lace
I surrender, close my eyes, and find
I'm lost in her touch, our bodies entwined