In the Spanish Heat.

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Looking into your eyes,

Holding your hand,

Walking right beside you,

In the hot Spanish sand.

Loving you with a passion,

Every inch from head to toe,

Especially those enchanting lips,

That to me whisper, Te Amo.

From the bed to the dancefloor,

And back again,

We move to the beat,

I love him now, and definitely then.

As he caresses my skin,

From morning to night,

I can't help but surrender,

He is a man of much delight.

My Príncipe Azul,

You are the one i adore,

As we dance in the Spanish heat,

Singing El Amor El Amor El Amor.

-Jasmine Barlas

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