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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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