Lovers Eve

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Candles flicker on the table

Flowers rise from crystal vase

Air tendrils through the window

Owl hoots pierce the night

Eyes lock while desire blazes

Fingers twine and lips brush

Bodies rise and steps fall

Soft sheets beckon, clothes drop

Love's sweet fragrance wafts up


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