Whispers in the Night
Your skin is silk, my fingers dance
As we entwine, our hearts take a chance
In the darkness, our love shines bright
A flame that burns, a passion that's right
Your touch ignites, a fire that spreads
Through every nerve, my senses are fed
The rhythm of your breath, a sweet serenade
I am yours, and you are mine, in this sweet shade
With every kiss, our love grows deep
A connection strong, our hearts keep
The whispers we share, a secret delight
A tender touch, a love that's just right
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