Good Lovin Gone Bad

Two alike yet so different
Souls..there are held back by the distance
Lifes divided by vast ocean

Bodies kept apart
By the fear of reality

Longing to..
Longing to feel his skin
Craving to..
Craving to touch his lips

Wanting to hold his hands
Needing to sleep in his arms

Two alike yet so different
Souls..there are held back by the distance
Lives divided by vast ocean

Bodies kept apart
By the fear …
Bodies kept apart
By the fear of reality

Never…
Never…

Never…
Never…

She is never to see him
He is never to feel her skin
Touch her lips
Holds her hands
Or sleep in her arms…

Never…
Never…

No..