At last, the sun sets,
The fairy tale can begin.
My imagination set free,
To help my heart mend.
I meet with my love,
And all my worries fade.
Two lost souls united,
As sounds of nature serenade.
We walk along an empty shore,
To a spot beneath the pier.
Lasting tender embraces,
Loving gazes, no doubt or fear.
Gentle caress of her face,
Run my fingers through her hair.
With no words being spoken,
We feel the passion in the air.
No longer can I resist,
And I press her lips to mine.
Overcome with feelings,
Of such ecstacy divine.
But from the dream I wake,
To face harsh light of day.
Now longing for dark of night,
So my princess and I can play.
The fairy tale can begin.
My imagination set free,
To help my heart mend.
I meet with my love,
And all my worries fade.
Two lost souls united,
As sounds of nature serenade.
We walk along an empty shore,
To a spot beneath the pier.
Lasting tender embraces,
Loving gazes, no doubt or fear.
Gentle caress of her face,
Run my fingers through her hair.
With no words being spoken,
We feel the passion in the air.
No longer can I resist,
And I press her lips to mine.
Overcome with feelings,
Of such ecstacy divine.
But from the dream I wake,
To face harsh light of day.
Now longing for dark of night,
So my princess and I can play.
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