i yearn for you, but it can not be

[irish_highlander]

Her lips are as sweet as wine
but i will not drink;
Her skin is as soft as a feather;
but i will not feel her
Her body is as radient as the sun;
but i will not feel her warmth

Everytime she pases by I yearn for the moment of time
We are together;
My heart will never fell that day
Although she lives another
I will cherrish her
But i will love her in dreams