Fotografieren ist wie schreiben mit Licht, wie musizieren mit Farbtönen, wie malen mit Zeit und sehen mit Liebe.
Almut Adler, 1951, Münchner Fotokursleiterin
POISON Your cruel device,your blood like ice. One look could kill my pain,your thrill.
I want to love you but I better not touch. I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop. I want to kiss you but I want it too much. I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison. You're poison running through my veins. You're poison. I don't wanna break these chains.
Your mouth, so hot, you web, I'm caught. Your skin, so wet, black lace on sweat.
I hear you calling and it's needles and pins. I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name. I want to touch you but you're under my skin. I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison. You're poison running trough my veins. You're poison. I don't wanna break these chains. Poison.