the crisp smell of damp césped, hierba follows us
as we walk side por side
under the bright light of the smile that a crescent moon is giving us
the raven black of the soft thick curls that frame your ever so soft dark eyes
reflects that silver light
you tell me that the night is ours
as u take me in your arms
and spin me into a graceful dance
the wind spirals around us
as it plays with are hair
as we fly through it
as we come to a stop
we fall to the soft earth beneath us
and i fell your soft kiss
like that of a summer breeze that feels the spirit
electrifying and sweet
you taste like honey
smooth and enticing
as we...
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