In Love
The Wind Whispers And Moans,
As The Gentle Rain Falls.
Upon Our Nude Bodies,
As Our Bodies Crush Together.
With All The Heat,
That Flows Between Us.
With All The Passion,
That Flows From Each Tender Kiss.
As We Make Sweet Love To One Another,
Till We Explode In Ecstasy.
In All The Heat And Passion,
Of This Thing We Call Love.
O' To Be In Love With You,
An For You To Be In Love With Me.
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