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Hot nights
The day lay hot and
moist ,
You came to me burning
red,
We infused in the heat of
the room and we
glistened,
and basted each other
with action steamy, and
then when le danse amour
had reached the zenith of
the moment ,
You sang high c in the key
of joyfull exceptance ,and
we lay steaming yet open
in our nakedness.
moist ,
You came to me burning
red,
We infused in the heat of
the room and we
glistened,
and basted each other
with action steamy, and
then when le danse amour
had reached the zenith of
the moment ,
You sang high c in the key
of joyfull exceptance ,and
we lay steaming yet open
in our nakedness.
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