the couple

as she looks to him…

he turns away…

a foggy morning

shades of blue and geometric shapes

heart burns

What can I do with my obsession?
With the things I cannot see
Is there madness in my being?
Is it wind that blows the trees?
Sometimes you’re further than the moon
Sometimes you’re closer than my skin
And you surround me like a winter fog
You’ve come and burned me with a kiss
And my heart burns for you

black and white

i’ll wait…

“There are times when it feels like all these efforts are for naught,

and change is so painfully slow in coming,

and I have to confront my own doubts.

But let me tell you — during those times, it’s faith that keeps me calm.”

– Barack Obama

*taken from Ant’s blog.

the doorway…

charming

wonders

if only you would open the window,

u’ll see how beautiful the light is.

hanging loose