Randy Crawford, Now we may begin ’80
One day I’ll fly away
Leave your love to yesterday
What more can your love do for me?
When will love be through with me?
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends
Randy Crawford, Now we may begin ’80
One day I’ll fly away
Leave your love to yesterday
What more can your love do for me?
When will love be through with me?
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends
A collective of poems and photos. All photos taken by me unless stated otherwise.
Dutch operative Radio amateur
Never rust.
Crafting my thoughts into poetry and prose.
Zomaar wat
All about Life
Poetry, fiction
secondlife, fashion, beauty, lingerie...
Photography is the Art of Exposing your Soul
A girl travelling around the world on a motorcycle.
haiku + images
A dedication to Hipstamatic
waphco wandering photons collector
A Novice Photographer's Journey
Live without Limits
because life is moving too fast
