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In the moonlit glow of our first night's embrace,
Passion's flames ignite, leaving no trace.
Silken whispers and a tender touch,
A dance of desire, we crave so much.
Bodies entwined in a sultry ballet,
Love's rhythm, a sensual display.
In the secret language of sighs and moans,
Our first night's symphony, passion intones.
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Dorota
As a writer who finds inspiration in life's experiences and delights in gaining knowledge about the world, I seek a platform that encourages the exploration of various themes and subjects.
Comments (2)
This was stunningly beautiful! Very well done! Hope you're doing well!
This was so wonderful! Loved your poem!