The Death of a Dreamer

I keep praying for a little miracle each day. But everytime I look at her a dagger pierces my heart. There is enough happiness in the thought that she's just nearby and that I can see her smiling despite the fact that such a smile will never be directed my way.

Sexbomb Jopay

It was 2005 when I saw her standing somewhere and I made this sketch without her knowing. I had only seven minutes to draw before she left with her group. I met her again in Puerto Galera in 2007 where we were introduced and I let the lovely dancer sign this one.