One Single Impression: Romance
The evening breeze is blowing
with the moon brightly glowing.
Don't care where the fellows are
they're all so far—I'm with you.
We've got the juices flowing
pale moonlight, sets us glowing.
A little kiss seems so right
not out of sight thus you think.
We'll pucker up, close our eyes,
erase the moon from the skies.
Our touch and kiss then some more
right here before moon's bright light.
My want for you is growing,
the evening breeze still blowing.
Our moon, the breeze, you so fair;
ours in the air—is romance.
This moment seize just for us.
For us love may follow lust .
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"Romance" as prompt was
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