April 2009
Bastille (XIIe arrondissement)
By acting like a man in love, he became a man in love
By acting like a man in love, he became a man in love
By acting like a man in love, he became a man in love
By acting like a man in love, he became a man in love
By acting like a man in love, he became a man in love
By acting like a man in love, he became a man in love
By acting like a girl in love, she became a girl in love
By acting...
Yonder sky that has wept tears of compassion upon...
Why is it that
time goes fast when you’re out of sight,
time lingers and drags when you’re near
time stops when you’re here
and when you’re gone for good
time ceases to exist at all?
How is it that
I am blissfully content when you’re non existent
I am ecstatic and alive when you’re beside me
and completely sorrowful and empty when you’re at arms...