Footsteps

It’s a lonely evening on a lonely beach.
A line of lonely footsteps only made by me.

Sitting near the water I tried to clear my mind.
Like a gentle shadow she slowly came to me.

Sweet fragance in the air blurring all my sense.
Her body near behind me I began to loose control.

She took me by the hand I had to follow her
I saw two lines of footsteps as I turned my head around.