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The moon reflects softly
On the ocean’s surface tonight.
I’m a master of intelligence
With the C.I.A. codename: Night Surfer.

I secretly...spy my surroundings,
I text...coded messages to the target.
To rendezvous in the heart of the sand.
For an ambiguous adventure.

The soothing...waves provide
As a sound barrier to muffle her sighs.
A cool breeze stirs and tousles her...hair,
A top-secret mission is underway, 
As I spy and search my target thoroughly.
Merging silhouettes fuse as one bulk of shadow. 

My clandestine service...steams up,
During these passionate...pulsating moments.
Her keypad for her secret gates flicker’s
In a crimson flash for the secret code,
As we play tongue...tag on the sand.

“Let me inhale you...let me devour you,
You flutter your eyelashes like butterfly wings.”

Then, I trip the alarm...as it loudly sounds through the air.
Brrrp...brrrp...brrrp...brrrp...brrrp...brrrp.
Intruder alerts blare through her facial expressions,
As I encrypt the code to cease the alarm.
I softly kiss the nape of her neck,
Under the blanket of celestial moon and starlight.

My hard drive retrieves the data...
A mission success on a sexual...spy op.
Pleased eyes gaze into the distance,
At the reflection of the moon...beaming softly,
On the ocean’s surface as we disappear swiftly like we arrived.
Leaving behind sifted...sand with the contours
Of a steamy rendezvous of a successfully completed mission.

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