Your fingers run through my hair
and I forget that the night can end
your lips graze mine
and I forget that the world is cruel
Yours eyes explore mine
and I forget why I tought everything was so horribe
your words reach my heart
and I forget where you end and I begin.
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by Laundry May
I love getting art! I would love to be drawn with The Doctor Preferably with his sonic screwdriver; him with both the sonic and the 3D Glasseswould make me faint!