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He was the soul to her writing,
The song to her music,
The fragrance to her flowers,
The lingering scent on her bedsheets.
The glint of moonlight,
Peaking from the blanket of clouds,
Shone its spotlight upon them,
Waiting for that dance to begin.
His hand on her waist,
Hers on his chest,
Dancing to the music,
Of their united heartbeat.
They danced the whole night,
On the beach,
Near the sea,
Under the Moon's gleam.
The butterflies in her stomach,
Fluttering.
The fireworks on their touch,
Sparkling.
They moved closer,
He cupped her face,
Lowered his own,
And brought those lips.
Claiming her his own,
Two souls uniting,
An unsaid promise,
In the Moon's shadow.
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