the softest hands I’d ever felt
were clasped around my neck;
her eyes, reflecting pools
that simply looked
I was supposed to say my lines
and swiftly walk away;
but many years have gone,
and I’m still
hooked
the softest hands I’d ever felt
were clasped around my neck;
her eyes, reflecting pools
that simply looked
I was supposed to say my lines
and swiftly walk away;
but many years have gone,
and I’m still
hooked
Love this. 🙂
I’m glad I made the choice I did.