Slowly I approached her, My eyes softly laid on her figure. Ash she stood there, looking at me With undaring eyes... My hand reached out for her, To feel her skin, To feel her warmth. Yet I withdrew my hand...
Slowly I approached her, My eyes softly laid on her figure. Ash she stood there, looking at me With undaring eyes... My hand reached out for her, To feel her skin, To feel her warmth. Yet I withdrew my hand...