I feel his hands caress my waist,
He holds me close, he kisses my face.
There’s comfort in his warm embrace,
And I know he loves me.
I feel his hands around my throat,
His eyes are cold, he starts to gloat.
As he storms out, he grabs his coat,
And I don’t know if he loves me.
I feel his fingers brush my cheek,
His voice is soft, he makes me weak.
I feel his warmth, the warmth I seek,
And I t...