22 September 2011

Love, Love, Love

"I love you without knowing how, or when or from where.

I love you simply, without problems or pride:

I love you in this way because i do not know any other way but this,

in which there is not I or you,

so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,

so intimate that when I fall asleep, your eyes close."

-Pablo Neruda

Pictures by Stephanie Patterson Photography
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