LXXXI

Lover of my soul.

Even when I don’t know you know. Even when I don’t hear me you hear me. You hear me when I don’t speak and when my heart sings. When my heart beats and my ears ring and my mind's lost and my souls clinging. You hear me. You hear the me in me. You see the you in me. I can't see but you see me and I can't think but your thoughts are of me and I can't breath but you breath into me the best of me and the most of me and the you in me.  You beat in me. Your beat in me is more of me than any else of me or he or she. You're doing a work in me. My heart sees. My heart beats. You're doing a work in me.

[Images: Pinterest]

LXIX

ANONYMOUS.

 

A little bit in love with these shots by Purienne for Zulu & Zephyr's new collection. The emerging label impressively toes the line between tropical luxe and Australian nonchalance - but its the way that Purienne shoots women and the gaze that really gets me. 

A running theme in my consciousness right now. You'll see. 

[Photos from Wolfcub Chronicles]

LXVI

Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips

We should just kiss like real people do

[Image: Nirrimi, Words: Hozier]