Under the spell of a soft, sultry breeze,
The moon hangs low, teasing the seas.
Your eyes contrast with the evening's hues,
Dancing like shadows, paying no dues.
A guitar hums in a sweet, samba shout,
Every note whispers what love’s about.
Your laughter curls like smoke in the air,
Making even silence too much to bear.
Oh, stolen glances, dangerous charms,
Lost in your sway, locked in your arms.
The night, it breathes, alive, divine,
Can’t tell if it’s yours or this soul that shines.
The stars join in, a sly cabaret,
Their rhythm lingers, they won’t go away.
Your touch is light, just a butterfly’s kiss,
And in this moment, it’s all there is.
Oh, the night has tricks up its sleeve,
Promises whispered by dreams we weave.
The air buzzes low, electric, sweet,
With every sway, two hearts compete.
Oh, stolen glances, dangerous charms,
Lost in your sway, locked in your arms.
The night, it breathes, alive, divine,
Can’t tell if it’s yours or this soul that shines.