Paradise

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He is my tropical paradise.

Tastes of pineapple and coconut spice.

Warms my skin like a sunrise.

Moonlight dances enhancing the romance.

The moon reflects the admiration and respect he feels for me.

Let's just tango in the sand.

Take my hand and never let go.

Bodies in perfect rhythm with the sea.

Palm Trees swaying in the breeze.

My touch, like magic I know how to please him.

He's my tropical paradise.

Tastes of pineapple and coconut spice.

He Intoxicates me with that smile.

Whispers hush in that low voice in my ear.

Only I can make him blush.

Star dust sparkles in our eyes.

The night sky's our playground, as evening devours the hours.

Warm bodies collide In the silky sand.

No passions denied.

The tide rides high as the waves crash.

He craves me like exotic paradise.

Erotic memories made to last.

He can't get enough of my wild strawberry lips and curvy hips.

I won't be denied him.

A connection that can't be untied.

He looks down into my midnight blue eyes.

lost in the sea of emotions.

Hypnotized by a love potion.

Passion woken.

He is my tropical paradise.

Taste of pineapple and coconut spice.

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