It was daytime
Her hair was gleaming
At the sunlight
Like the lights of a beacon
l knew
It was her - and nodody else -
The one who could
Make me feel this good, like no other
So I let myself go
And gradually found out that
When we fully abandon ourselves to someone, this is love.
The taste of a kiss lingers forever in the mouth, if that's love.
I still remember the taste of her kiss.