sábado, 26 de março de 2011



I want to know what color of paint is on your bedroom walls. 
I want to know whether you cross your legs when you watch your favorite show. 
I want to know what your fingers would feel like in mine.
I want to know what your hair looks like when you wake up in the morning. 
I want to know what books made you cry. 
I want to know your favorite architect. 
I want to know how hard you can hug.