nocturnam

Sometimes I think that I know what love’s all about.

Parc Güell…

Don’t you let the sun disappear.

The girl with red lips.

You were a child,
crawlin’ on your knees toward it.
Makin’ mama so proud,
but your voice was too loud.

We like to watch you laughing.
You pick the insects off plants.
No time to think of consequences.

A veces el tiempo cae encima.

Tan pesado como el agua.

I don’t even know why.

Vuelvo al sur, como se vuelve siempre al amor.

Carime y Ana en la boda.

De ninguna de las dos.

We’d love to see you.