Virtual Intimacy.
Dawn at the door,
curtains dancing to the rhythm of the breeze,
goosebumps over my bare skin,
darling, I undress in your yearning.
Whether it's just a coincidence
or a work of telepathy,
you ring me up in the midnight,
desiring intimacy.
With...
curtains dancing to the rhythm of the breeze,
goosebumps over my bare skin,
darling, I undress in your yearning.
Whether it's just a coincidence
or a work of telepathy,
you ring me up in the midnight,
desiring intimacy.
With...