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Let me kiss you softly like the starlight touches the night by jude kyrie

Let me kiss you softly like the starlight touches the night by jude kyrie

Let me kiss you softly like the starlight touches the night
By raining the moonlight onto your burning skin
Shivering and wanton in sweetest delight

As desire flames, higher its fires burn in your sight
And all of life's senses now tingle your skin.
Let me kiss you softly like the starlight touches the night

Caress away all your defenses in the tenderest light
A halo of desire that reaches within.
Shivering and wanton in sweetest delight

we will pass through our starlight with bodies entwined.
As one in the night sky, sharing our skin.
Let me kiss you softly like the starlight touches the night

Desire and want fire a lust that ignites.
embers of passion leaving us burning and light.
Shivering and wanton in sweetest delight

Old passions and lust flame in the brightest of light
To love like this is beyond any sin.
Let me kiss you softly like the starlight touches the night
Shivering and wanton in sweetest delight

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I personally think rhyme is overdone/overused by many, however, its placement in your repetitions sit well. Wonderful construction and use of rhyme.

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