This is what love feels like. My city is buried in slush right now and all hell is breaking loose at Penn Station due to stalled trains and throngs of people and I need to figure out a way to get home. Path? That might be the best. But it is difficult to describe the chaos in the streets. The 3 foot deep puddles which APPEAR to be flush with the rest of the street, so you go plummeting to your doom. I have to go pick up a thing I got framed in Hoboken … but … suddenly travel is complicated. A to B is no longer possible.
But I’m all about love today. And when I think of love – I think of all kinds of personal stuff, of course … but I also think of this.
It makes me feel like everything might, after all, be okay.
I love that photo so much. His intensity; her abandon. Gorgeous.
Just about my favorite onscreen romance of all time. Excellent photo!
The perfect match!
The photo was quite unexpected! I wasn’t prepared for it to show up after your introduction.
But then, I just love it. It speaks to me in a hundred different ways I can’t describe. But most of all: it’s healing. I didn’t know it, but I needed to see it. Gorgeous.
Ceci – I find it to be healing, too. I can’t quite explain why … but I just know it is so.
I think part of it has to do with how she feels so supported by his arms that she is “allowed” to go off into a fantasy-land – like, she is not looking at him – she is glorying in her own beauty, her own LIFE … and it is he who is intent upon her.
It exudes the some of the most wonderful feelings we can know in life; the safety and freedom of knowing he will catch you, and absolutely certainty of being loved.