Tropical Paradise
Running naked on a beach,
In the waves making love,
All in plain sight of the sun above.
Chasing and playing,
Racing out of the surf,
Stretching and reaching out for the turf.
Running through the jungle,
With nothing but skin,
The anticiaption begins again.
Caught up against a tree,
Feeling wild and free,
Does he know what he does to me?
The interlude ends at a pool,
Palm trees swaying in the breeze,
A moment too sweet not to seize.
So we love in the sun,
Until it is night,
Feeling nothing could ever be this right.
In the waves making love,
All in plain sight of the sun above.
Chasing and playing,
Racing out of the surf,
Stretching and reaching out for the turf.
Running through the jungle,
With nothing but skin,
The anticiaption begins again.
Caught up against a tree,
Feeling wild and free,
Does he know what he does to me?
The interlude ends at a pool,
Palm trees swaying in the breeze,
A moment too sweet not to seize.
So we love in the sun,
Until it is night,
Feeling nothing could ever be this right.
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