even though
our hands have never touched
fingers playing gentle games
even though
our eyes have never gazed
into crystal hues of wanting
even though
our lips have never met
creating passages for lusting
even though
our breath has never mixed
making whispers in the early dawn
even so
i know you
our hands have never touched
fingers playing gentle games
even though
our eyes have never gazed
into crystal hues of wanting
even though
our lips have never met
creating passages for lusting
even though
our breath has never mixed
making whispers in the early dawn
even so
i know you