Categories Uncategorized thoughts while running my hands through your hair Post author By aayoung Post date December 18, 2011 No Comments on thoughts while running my hands through your hair you have become my reason for gazing at stars you have rewritten my life and every love poem Share this:FacebookLinkedInWhatsAppTumblrEmailRedditTwitterPinterestPrintLike Loading... Related ← trains travel west → velvet Leave a ReplyCancel reply