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The night was soft and gentle
A mere whisper of a wind to speak,
In the romantic moonlight shadows
Her beauty made me go quite weak.
Her heaving breasts were like blossom
So heavenly pure delicate and white,
My pounding heart could take no more
I confessed my love for her this night.
We made love on the river bank
It was passionate intense and pure,
Her beauty shone out so radiant
I knew we would be together forever more.

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