Tag Archives: romantic

adventures with myself / 
luxurious ‘still life’ by Allan Jenkins | May 2015 | London, UK

then again, I had the advantage of fresh air
© Studio Lavalette | May 2014
Charente, France

diluvian dreams
© Henri Senders – Papendrecht, the Netherlands – April 2015

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond

any experience,your eyes have their silence:

in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,

or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me

though i have closed myself as fingers,

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens

(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and

my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,

as when the heart of this flower imagines

the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals

the power of your intense fragility:
whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,

rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;
only something in me understands

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
E. E. Cummings
(1894 – 1962)

© Henri Senders – Papendrecht, the Netherlands – April 2015
other hands: Ayla

Snow White, lost in the woods
© Henri Senders – Papendrecht, the Netherlands – April 2015


Rebecca Tun

And most wasps are bees. Nothing to fear.

© somethingwindy | Reykjavík, Iceland | Oct 2013 | stylist Ernesta Vaina

‘Flying South for the Winter’

© Thornback | Sept 2014
Somerset, UK

Gypsy by © Colin ‘Capture 77’ | 2014

That’s no moon!

‘Once upon a time…’ © Thornback | Sept 2014
Somerset, UK

Got this post via the multiverse solution.

“Where the Sea Meets the Sky” © Thornback | Sept 2014
Somerset, UK