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In the still of the evening
without sunlight to intrude
I see the twilight's in your eyes
as the moon sets up the mood
You submit to my embrace
while candels flick their flame
and the smell of sweet perfume
seems to drive my lust insane
I then whisper words of love
as you answere with a sigh
and in a very sexy way
your sweet body comes alive
Yet we stay-no outward sinning
we make small talk
I run my fingers along your thighs
So much more delicious (isn't it?)
desire that rages under cover
till at last- at last-we slip
out of our cloths....into each other
