

Your picture is silent and perfect
You with your dark sleek hair, porcelain skin and raspberry red lips
Sitting with folded hands wearing your spotless white shirt, smoking a cigarette or two
Staring into the water that reflects in your light almost transparent eyes
I can see a school of fishes swimming in your watery iris
Want to follow them go deeper into your body and veins
Let them guide me through your life and brains
Want to read more about your intriging story
Want to touch the hairs on your skin and kiss your humid lips
To feel your soft cheeks and hold your slender body
Catch me in your web, if only you could...
See me, eat me, feel me, don’t ignore me!
Silence gets interrupted, the entracing image is moving
Disillusions sets your watery bright eyes on fire
Your face turns from perfect in sad
A seeking glance and trembling lip foretell unrest
Where is this pain and anger coming from? Who or what chained you in life?
Who are you waiting for?
Let me find the key to open your chains and free you
Stop staring into nothing and look in my way
Find me attending, waiting under this old tree right by your side
If I could capture your attention for only one second
Know when we exchange thoughts, crossing moments, it will be...
Birds are flying away, following you leaving your seat
Lightning another cigarette walking towards the old tree
I feel connected and .. say; Can you light my fire?
You smile but also look surprised and trapped,
dragged away out of your day dreams
Set back into this real world realizing you are not alone
After the first time I saw you I just could not let go
Don’t you feel the same hunger and love?
You say goodbye and I say: “Wait!”
Touching your fingers asking: “Who are you waiting for?”
She sighs and says: “Nobody... but you.”
Lyrics: Maaijke Middelbeek
Music: Giorgos Daskalakis
Photography: Leonie Zijlstra