Soft, as I lay my body down,
Naked,Breathless,without a sound.
The sand is warm, as though alive,
Across the wind, a seagulls cry.
The sun sets beauty to the open sky,
Yielding to love, again I try.
Whisper softly, in a young girls ear,
A gentle kiss, the gentle tear.
The waves wash by, into the night,
The sun sets quiet, soon out of sight.
I understand why love gets lost,
We surrender our will, at any cost
Very nice love poem. It should give the ladies a thrill.
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