Because my hands are as limp as empty gloves
Let my words run through your hair And
stroke your back and scratch your belly
Because my hands that wiggle like bricks
don't Pay attention to my mind
and resolutely refuse to fulfill my deepest desires
Let my words enter your heart,
let them hold up the torches
, please accept them into your body and soul with joy, and
my words will gently caress the depths of your
heart— (movie actor) Mark O'Brien
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