Passionate night

Watching the sun as it begins to set, the wind lightly blows

Her lips slightly wet, as the passion slowly unfolds.

The stars begin to peek, as we dance in this melody of the early night suite. Darkness suddenly envelops the earth. I hear the bittersweet singing of a nightingales rebirth. My heart beats with this rhythm that brings me into submission, and beckons the illusion of undying, unquenchable passion. Like a drug she's in my blood stream, making my whole body scream.

Her graceful dance, her swan-like movements keep me in this trance, eyes fixated on her spirited seductive prance, romance, passion enhanced; I’m love stricken in the matter of seconds.

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