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Sep 27
In the quiet of the night, where shadows play,
Our bodies meet in soft array.
Fingers trace the path of dreams,
In whispered tones, love redeems.

A gentle touch, a breath held tight,
Our souls connect in the pale moonlight.

In every sigh, a promise lies,
In every glance, our hearts reprise.
We drift, we dance, in time aligned,
Forever lost, forever entwined.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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   Jeremy Betts
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