
Their bodies speak a language,
As they move in a passionate dance,

Expressing all their love and desire,
In a fiery, sensual romance.

Their fingers trace soft whispers,
As they explore each other's skin,

Their bodies in perfect harmony,
In a language without words, but within.

The arch of a back, a whispered moan,
Eyes locked in a fiery gaze,

A subtle shift of hips, a gentle touch,
The body's secrets they both amaze.

The way they move together,
Is a language all their own,

A conversation in motion,
Their love for each other shown.

Their bodies flow like a river,
In a dance that is wild and free,

A language that only they can speak,
A passion that only they can see.

For in the language of the body,
Two lovers find a way to speak,

Without uttering a single word,
Their love strong and unique.

So let their bodies speak the language,
Of a love that never fades,

A passion that moves and flows,
In a dance that will always remain.




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