Tenderness

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❝

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.

— written by Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via eatmenotfood)

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nostalgic-dreaming:

untitled by Stuart Pillinger on Flickr.

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