Stealing Love (hour 7) Visual

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Dancing in the moonlight
she embraced the sweet caress of his lips
as he ran his fingers through her hair
she melted in his arms like butter spread on bread
the dew was wet on the grass
the bugs singing in the dark
the smell of fresh air as
the wind blew through her hair
then it suddenly hit like a rock,
he did not belong to her
they were only stealing love
on a bright summers night.

The thought to let him go she just could not maintain,
the pleasure of his manhood was all she could entertain.
the intense pleasure was like a light dancing in the dark
How can I keep my stealing lover for ever?
How can I let go of such romance?
Their love is like a river as it flows
down stream you can hear the water trickles
like the blood rushing through their veins.
The sand over their bodies is like velvet
as they caress on the shore, stealing Love.

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