Showing posts with label #darren hayes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #darren hayes. Show all posts

Monday, November 21, 2011

Marvel Comics: Quentin Quire.


Quentin Quire, unlovable



Ilustración de los Nuevos Hombres X.

Quentin Quire está enamorado de Sophie, una de los Cucos de Stepford. En cambio, ella lo detesta.

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Illustration des Nouveaux X-Men.

Quentin Quire est amoureaux de Sophie, une des Stepford Cuckoos. En revanche, elle le hait.

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Illustration from the New X-Men.

Quentin Quire is in love with Sophie, one of the Stepford Cuckoos. However, she hates him.

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Darren Hayes - Unlovable.

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Unlovable.

Are my lips unkissable?
Are my eyes unlookable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Am I unlovable?

Cynical, jaded, faithless, dissapointed, disillusioned, used,
if I could take back all my sweat, my tears, my sex, my joy, I would;
my time, my love, my effort, passion, dedication,
in a case of mistaken identity I gave these things to you.

I sound angry, bitter, sad, infatuated, it's the truth;
denial, anger, bargaining, depression,
just a few stages of acceptance that it's really over,
it's just so complicated, I'm stupid for believing in you.

You made me feel like my father never loved me.
You made me feel like the act of love is empty.
Am I so unlovable? Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?

I had your back, I held you up, I told you you were good enough,
it was never reciprocated, you kept affection and yourself apart,
you fed your love to me like crumbs to pigeons in the park,
sometimes I think it satisfied to see me begging like a dog.

I was enamored, you were queen, I gave my everything
because sometimes you showed me just a hint of you within;
for just a moment I romanticized the notion
I could take away the torment, I could love you like they never did.

You made me feel like my father never loved me.
You made me feel like the act of love is empty.
Am I so unlovable? Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?

You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me.
You make me feel like the act of love is empty.
Am I so unlovable? Is my heart unbreakable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you despise?

Are my lips unkissable?
Are my eyes unlookable?
Is my sex undoable?
Am I unlovable?
Are my words unlistenable?
Are my hands untouchable?
Am I undesirable?
Am I unlovable?

You make me feel like my father never loved me.
You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me.



César.


Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Marvel Comics: Wither and Selene.





Wither (Kevin Ford), de New X-Men (Marvel Comics).

Selene engaña a Kevin para utilizarlo.

Imagen inspirada por la canción de Darren Hayes, I like the way.

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Wither (Kevin Ford), de New X-Men (Marvel Comics).

Selene séduit Kevin.

Cette illustration a été inspirée par la chanson de Darren Hayes, I like the way.

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Wither (Kevin Ford), from Marvel Comics' New X-Men.

He is being seduced by Selene.

Inspired by Darren Hayes's I like the way.

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Darren Hayes - I like the way.

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I like the way.

Somewhere inside my evolution
karmically I seek retribution,
looking for love in physical beauty;
desire is the drug of the bourgeoisie.
And now I try to intelectualize
like a glimmer of good in a bad man's eyes,
I am consumed by the flesh haunting me,
I know temptation taunts the empty
so pour yourself over me
until there's nothing left to see
because I like the way you move in the dark
and I like the tension and the spark.

The decadence of giving in to desire
creates such entropy within,
looking for love in spiritual faces
blind to the art of fabrication.
I'm like a baby sucking mamma's milk,
wanna drink my fill and then some (leave me alone),
I always thought I was better than this
but temptation tempts the temptee
so pour yourself over me
until there's nothing left to see
because I like the way you move in the dark
and I like the tension and the spark.

This physicality shifting me chemically,
such power over me, it's just desire.
I know it's trickery, I know it's just skin deep,
I know I should resist, I'm just too tired.

Too tired.

There's just one thing missing,
one thing missing here is love.

I like the way you move in the dark.
I like the tension and the spark.

So pour yourself over me
until there's nothing left to see.

There's just one thing missing.

The one thing missing here is love.

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César.