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‘Tis Naught But Night

'Tis Naught but Night As my senses take fiery flight Lying breathless here With the entirety of you so very near Exposed fully beneath the stars Affection, lust and light travel from afar It's a truly glorious sight Your fervent eyes by moonlight Sweet passion blooms upon my face As you seek my most secret place Celestial witnesses in the dark As my body begins to slowly arc 'Tis naught but night As I take solace in your deep passionate delight

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