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To feel complete.
Crystal waters lapping gently,

Upon the golden shore.

He whispers softly in my ear,

“It’s you the stars shine for.”

His fingers tickle down my spine,

As we welcome the night.

Snuggling against his body,

Drenched in the white moonlight.

“Look at the shooting star,” he says,

“My own wish has come true.

To be complete with my sweet love,

The beauty, which is you.”

My vulnerability erased,

We make love on the sands.

I surrender to his whole love,

My heart is in his hands. 

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