the rhythm takes us and on the sand, we trace the sea, the curve, and the lips

the rhythm takes us and on the sand, we trace the sea, the curve, and the lips

the breath, the passion, the symphony of a caress

expressing the sighs, our breathing for each other

beautiful girl swoons at my touch

turn into lustful verses, to the sweetness of romanticism

let's intertwine in looks, let's take root

let's challenge ourselves to the delight of silk

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