May our love never end,
Minutes blend as the hours spend.
Entangled, our future holds the past,
a window of passion through the bedroom glass...
Soft kisses, slow movements,
silhouettes syncing with the movements of the stars..
Sounds of ecstasy, rapid beating hearts, moist bodies,
dreams untraveled, paths to be discovered and moments carved.
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