I can't stop thinking about your hands...
Taking me to far away lands, controlling my thoughts and feelings...
Feelings
Enough to make me touch celings and grab at thin air
Soft, gently... each finger creating gentle brush strokes, leaving permanent markings of "I Woz Ere"
Charged currants with delicious electric shocks that fuse me to you
Your hands...
Can't stop thinking about them
1 comment:
I think it might help you a lot if you did stop thinking about them.
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