TOUCH
NICKOLAS ERICKSON
What's the point of us?
Space leased to a soul
To prove I'd
Separate love from lust?
Appease the yearning
For another's touch?
New body and blood-rush?
What are you running from?
Hold me close enough
What's the point of us?
Space leased to a soul
To prove I'd
Separate love from lust?
Appease the yearning
For another's touch?
New body and blood-rush?
What are you running from?
Hold me close enough