she was beauty, an I could but watch, she was still like the wind, like fire. She moved and I moved, not to imitate but to worship, I was her captive at first glance, and admiration was all I had to render.
she was beauty, standing there still, like the wind, like fire, she moved and I moved. not to imitate but to worship. for she had me captive with her first glance, and admiration was all I had to offer.
she was beauty, standing there still, like the wind, like fire, she moved and I moved. not to imitate but to worship. for she had me captive with her first glance, and admiration was all I had to offer.