Midsummer Love

Laying there in the moonlight,

her naked skin glowing,

his own heart beating,

as he touched her thigh.

The warmth of her body,

the sweet smell of perfume,

their hands exploring,

as love filled within.

One body as they mingled,

one soul caught up in ecstasy,

love shared, love given.

True loves passion, 

in the glow of the midsummer moon.

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