In the curve of your navel, a secret trace,
Where passions swirl and dreams embrace.
Softly nestled, a tender sigh,
A sacred haven, where love can fly.
With each gentle touch, a silent plea,
A whispered promise, just you and me.
In that intimate fold, a world of desire,
Where flames of love leap higher and higher.
In the tender hollow of your waist,
A sacred haven, where hearts are laced.
In the language of skin, our love is told,
In the romance of your navel, our story unfolds...
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