2001-12-15 13:13:28Fiddler
One Touch
One touch from you,
and I begin to melt.
This touch is new;
the likes I never felt.
One single touch,
and I am set aflame.
This said and such;
I barely know your name.
And yet I know,
the searing of the heat.
Where fate will go,
like star-crossed that we meet.
~~Fiddler 11/26/2001
and I begin to melt.
This touch is new;
the likes I never felt.
One single touch,
and I am set aflame.
This said and such;
I barely know your name.
And yet I know,
the searing of the heat.
Where fate will go,
like star-crossed that we meet.
~~Fiddler 11/26/2001