I believe I can fly like the blue birds fly and my dreams really do come true. Someday, I wish I could be a star, wake up where the clouds are far behind me, “where trouble melts like lemon drops…high above the chimney tops thats where you’ll find me”. Not…I do not know a dream…
the love lets us to fly…to believe of dreams…to make plans and plans…survive into the storm…and the love…is a little child…that wants to know new world…and takes us to laugh with and about everything… I photographed this couple in Iceland…to where and from where I´m always flying…Do you have doubt that they were happy or…
