Flamenco
He plays his guitar under moonlight
The stars align and she arrives
In her long red dress, with a rose in her hair
Emerald eyes, Long black hair
She takes his breath away
She starts to dance to his rhythm
With each step and gesture, Passion fills the air
His heart beats faster
As her eyes gaze upon him with a smile
They play and dance to each other
For they speak the language of their love
The language of Flamenco
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