Have you ever felt
the risk of a kiss?The anticipation of eyes
dying in yours like horizon skies;
the back of your hand
gently touching his cheek
skin like flower and flame.He speaks your name
and you become weak;
your lips draw close,
and you wait for this fate
to touch you.
Prologue
Have you ever felt
the risk of a kiss?The anticipation of eyes
dying in yours like horizon skies;
the back of your hand
gently touching his cheek
skin like flower and flame.He speaks your name
and you become weak;
your lips draw close,
and you wait for this fate
to touch you.