Stampede

[Deauville; August 2010]

Small death...

[So much for the innocence... August 2010]

Paintings

[View over the Baltic Sea; february 2010]

Crack

[View over the outskirts of Charleroi; Belgium; february 2010]

[Madrid; Spain; 2007; No comments on this picture. Statue of a malnourished african child in the middle of the sidewalk on a street in Madrid...]

Tropa de elite

[Cordoba; Spain; 2007]

Humming

I simply love it when you’re sad
Sad eyes, sad eyes, my darling darling’s eyes

I simply love it when you cry
Sad eyes, forgiving eyes, that don’t care about my lies

I simply love it when you smile
Sad smile, sweet smile, my darling darling’s smile

...

If all you need is found in me
If I am here right next to you
If all we did or what we’ll do
Does not count…then why?

I can see those big eyes sad?
I can feel your heart stopped beating?
I can barely hear you breathing?
When I hold you in my arms….

Where’s the warmth that was in you?
Where, the things we used to do?
Why your lips are cold and dry?
Why you’re smiling when you cry?

[cheap, all nighter poetry again...sorry for the lack of deepness...but it just sounds good...feels good...; to all]