The Woman I Can Not Touch
She is an ocean away
In body and soul
As I grasp to touch, her mind to sway
Her voice beckons, like an angel above
Come to me love, if you dare
So I walk along this windy road
I shiver, for the autumn tiss cold
The coldness smothers my very desires
If only her lips, could be planted a kiss
Illusions could be a heavenly bliss
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