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You enter the room and my heart skips a beat,
You whisper my name and I become alive.
We sit and talk, sharing our thoughts,
Then there is a quietness, a sense of togetherness.

We don't have to speak, words mean nothing
as we sense each others desires.
My skin begins to tingle
at the thought of your touch.

You take my hand and look into my eyes,
We smile, sharing the intimacy of the moment.
The music is playing in the background.
The beat is sensual and captivating.

We become oblivious to all around us,
Wanting to be alone, to enjoy the magnetism.
Words cannot describe this feeling,
It is like Black Velvet.

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