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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Maltese Moon, she draws my eyes to shapely orb in starlit sky she smiles at me with wanton grace and spills desire upon my face I'm all awash in milky glow sacred secrets Mine to know... the Maltese Breeze he flirts with me can't let me be his fingers trace my rounded face my hair he twirls my skirt's a whirl he has no care this Maltese Breeze alone can dare dishevel me and set me free The Maltese Sea now beckons me wets my desire in moon glow fire that rides the waves as my heart craves His liquid arms and all his charms This Maltese Sea so vast so free is calling me is calling me.... I close my eyes as Maltese Air caresses my lips in great fanfare I breath him in in sheer delight invigorated by his might I pause a while my life on hold.. my heart, it beats so brave, so bold The others, they just walk on by and yet I wait alone, I sigh Awash in light of Maltese Moon the Maltese Breeze just simply croons and Maltese Sea he, murmurs sweet and I am lost In Maltese treat The magic starts to fade away I start to walk, I cannot stay They've called me from my reverie I rush to catch up with the three but turn for one more blessed glance at Maltese Moonbeam's fond romance There's more to me than what they know more passion than what I can show The Maltese Moon, she smiles at me For we have shared sweet ecstasy Eileen Manassian
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