Dark secret

Beneath the moon's clandestine gleam,

Lies a tale, a shadowed seam.

A dark secret, whispered low,

In hidden corners, where secrets grow.

Locked within a silent chest,

A clandestine truth, not to be confessed.

Whispers echo in the deep of night,

Cloaked in darkness, out of sight.

A clandestine dance of shadows and lies,

Veiled beneath mysterious skies.

In the heart's recess, a concealed art,

A secret woven, a delicate part.

The moon, a silent confidante,

Illuminates the hidden chant.

Yet, shadows linger, a murky ballet,

Where secrets dwell, in twilight's gray.

The key to silence, a guarded token,

In the vault of whispers, it lies unbroken.

A clandestine pact, a solemn pact,

In the realm of secrets, an ancient act.

So let the night hold its mysteries tight,

A secret's refuge in the absence of light.

In the tapestry of the unknown and hushed,

A clandestine secret, forever brushed.