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Magic of the Night
Seeing the moonlight sparkling in your eyes;
Dancing slowly, no music except in our souls.
Swaying to the rhythms pulsing from our hearts;
Pulling you closer still, feeling your hot breath.
Romance is bridging the gap that the day created;
The magic of the night draws us into passion's grip.
The stars twinkle in the canopy over our head;
Crickets, peepers, and cicadas create a symphony.
Looking into your eyes, my soul is drawn deeper;
My lips come nearer, anticipating that first taste.
Gently a kiss takes center stage, I pull you tighter;
The magic of the night draws us into passion's grip.
Caressing your flesh as we kiss, our heat explodes;
My lips find you neck… I kiss you slowly, so slowly.
My hands cup your derriere, exploring, squeezing;
You thrust your hips into my loins; fire rages within.
We lay down under the night sky on the grassy earth;
The magic of the night draws us into passion's grip.
23Aug11
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