poem

[ti:poem] [ar:顺子] [al:I'M NOT A STAR] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] The first time I ever really held you Anticipation anxiety flicked In your eyes like windows in a burning building Your kiss was a ring of Warmthon the polar cap of my heart I Could feel the melt run down your Spine into the fingetips You could feel it You could feel it You could feel it