I met a girl-
dimples carved by sunlight on her cheeks, an aura climbing peaks of dawn and dreams,
her footsteps like drifting sands,
eyes facing endless seas,
fingers reaching,
tender as the breeze that kisses the shore, softly tracing the contours of my hands.
dimples carved by sunlight on her cheeks, an aura climbing peaks of dawn and dreams,
her footsteps like drifting sands,
eyes facing endless seas,
fingers reaching,
tender as the breeze that kisses the shore, softly tracing the contours of my hands.