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 of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

“Hollywoodland” Karen Elson photographed by Mario Testino
Camilla Belle
Julia Hafstrom photographed by Peter Farago for Northern Women In Chanel.  
Coco Rocha photographed by Craig McDean
“Silent” by Steven Meisel
Edita Vilkeviciute by Craig McDean 
suicideblonde:

Jacquelyn Jablonski at Valentino Couture Spring 2012 yesterday in Paris

So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.

“Renaissance” Vlada Roslyakova photographed by  Pierluigi Macor
Amber Heard at The Art of Elysium’s 5th Annual Heaven Gala

Nobody who has not spend a whole sunny afternoon under his bed rereading a pile of comics left over from the previous holidays, has any real idea of the meaning of intelecutal freedom.