In the non existent air between our hands lies my heart my soul and all that I am naked and full of hope (source photo) Advertisements Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related PoemBetween our Hands Image
