And suddenly my burning face,
Rested upon her bosom,
Her dark coloured arms,
Embraced my shivering nape,
My blinding tears drenched her,
While her chin rested upon my head,
Her long wavy locks,
Brushed against my arms,
Sending chills through my spine,
Like it was happening one more time,
Though it was not the same scent,
I always craved,
It was not the same warmth,
Which used to comfort me before,
She was not the same girl,
Whom I always loved,
But it was the same rush of blood,
Making me feel alive,
The same feeling I wanted to feel,
The same love, I always missed,
She was not the same girl,
But I was in love again.