First Touch - Yanni

First Touch - Yanni Video edited by GEMINNA Those greens peering into your soul, m’lady O, reflect a love that is indescribable—a love that Poets attempt to portray and artist to paint, singers And performers of the stage to only strive to depict This sacred feeling—this overpowering, crippling Sensation that enfolds the four chambers of my heart! To see you as I’m finally am—to reveal in my greens the unspoken Desires, the deep devotion that has blossomed within my soul At the sight of you—as you appear within my view, and to gaze Upon you with my own eyes—not those of another—trapped In time, rooted by restrictions of life—but as me: myself—in The skin I was born in; o, lovely maiden, is a gift of the gods! Thou art perfection—everything that I have secretly dreamed! Your touch upon my skin—this “First Touch,” o, lovely maiden Is more than magical—it is ethereal; I’m rapt in the tumultuous Sensations