The Art of Seduction
It starts with a bottle of rum
it always starts with rum ...
well in your case we'll substitute tequila
hints of caramel caressing the tongue
as we forget the lime
we always forget the lime, when living
out fantasies on island time
waves wash upon our bare bodies
as sun lays down her head
a rush of oceanic breezes seduce
sands of gold, playing out as bed
my breath, your heart
the strum of a Cuban guitar
holding out for hope
just off of the horizon
as we disappear
into each other
the beach, within your reach
my hand pressed upon your heart
spirit playing into the part
we'll never be apart
even if afar
seagulls sing for their supper
as we hold on
boundlessly
we hold on
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