The Perfect Stranger Poem by Lady FAITH

i met his eyes in the glow of the dark yet it remains all so light. i touched his hand with the tip of my fingers yet i thirst to feel again. i heard his voice through the echo of the wind. yet it plays like a wheel in my head. i watched his lips jst whisper all so swift yet i yearn to taste that sweet a perfect stranger all in the night yet i wish to meet you again