"The Original Idol ..... that's what they called us"   

I had a good dream. A dream more lovely than any flower. As the cold breeze came in, I pulled up the blankets and as I opened my eyes, it was today. Before I knew it, the season had changed White skies and blue fragments of cloud. A place where I could draw anything I wanted. Will I be able to see you again? Will you come to me again? Faraway things always look beautiful. If I move closer, what will the world show me?  [Credit goes to -Hope and squish

That eyes, nose and lips how can not any females on earth adores you?  But one thing that you didn't have ..... you should smile ... Kris