Lost...

Huddled in a corner in a room breathing deeply... the frost from my breath forms an image of some sort... Her voice is so sweet and loving... she spells out all the pain.... The drums of the melody replicate the beat of my heart.... The strings pluck the little life I have left leaving such subtle tones..... The mind overflowing with memories that once was alive..... my legs move without informing me;they don't stop they just keep running the rain hits my body delicately I see it in slow motion... With every drop comes a reflection of my life.... Every splash soaks into the souls of my feet... Her voice whispers such sweet melody's making me run....further and faster till there's nothing left......

Smoking Ban!!!

Dolce and Gabbana Spring/Summer 2010

A bit naughty but you get the gist.....Outdoor underwear

Out Walks My Heart...

Head Hunter.....

the memory still lingers in my mind like the smoke of the cigarette....

Burdened with Love...

Her heart searches for love which she can never find.. Her emotions stay within bottled sealed never touched never opened..love is a word she never uses doesn't ever cross her mind...problems brush over her shoulder, day by day moment by moment... No one has had her heart not one guy not anyone.....But that all changed.. He walks in and out of her life leaving her breathless stressed.. her mind thinks of him and him only... For a moment he made everything better all the problems disappear... Then he disappeared with all the happiness and what was left the bottle and he's number... Day by day the bottle gets lower and lower so does the love and all the happiness.... Now she wonders the streets with nothing but the street lights..and questions that need answering....