Where is the boy who plays guitar,
and the girl who loves to dance?
On a sandy beach,
beneath the stars -
with the moonlight's passing glance
that kissed the waters off the shores,
it shimmers in its glow.
As he strums his guitar,
to a ballad that lovers know.
Salty and sweet, the taste of his skin,
with a touch of ocean breeze.
Abandoned passion tempts the night
with the taste of lovers' heat.
Waves crashing on the shore,
break in a gentle roar,
on a sandy beach,
where lovers lay,
as she dances to his guitar,
With her head upon his chest,
she captures her lover's gaze.
As her hair dances in the wind,
he continues to strum and play,
sparking flames with each caress.
The touch of her silky lips
ignites a fiery blaze within,
that stokes the sweetest aches.
The drumming of their hearts
warmed the night,
as she swayed to her lover's beat,
with tender hands that held her hips,
as the waves kissed at their feet.
The golden sands sparkled
beneath the shimmering stars.
As they made love on the beach,
under the covers of the dark,
the cool night, ocean breeze,
carried their songs for miles afar,
across the tranquil seas,
to the rhythm of his guitar.
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