The more I look at it, more vulnerable I feel. Those lips tell me, "I know what you are thinking".
This picture hits my brain and tells it whatever you are doing is just a dream. It tempts me to merge her ocean of thoughts with mine. She is offering enlightenment and my heart is pounding in fear of loosing its identity.
I don't like the way she looks at me. I felt a naked muppet last time. She wants me to be her confidante.
She is out of hands lying on a paper gazing at me. Trying to find an artist inside a muppet. She is not ready to accept that I'm her creator.
Thank You people
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