goldilocks

Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But your body's pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come touch me"
But you're always out of reach
In the dark you tell me of a flower that only blooms in the violet hour
- The Violet Hour by Sea Wolf


I drew this on cardboard, actually, its on the back of my sketchbook I use at school. The girl's eyes look cross eyed in this scan, but i don't know why. They don't look too cross eyed otherwise.

I hope you like it~