“How very lovable her face was to him. Yet there was nothing ethereal about it; all was real vitality, real warmth, real incarnation. And it was in her mouth that this culminated. Eyes almost as deep and speaking he had seen before, and cheeks perhaps as fair…”- Thomas Hardy


Together with me…


Beauty to her, as to all who have felt, lay not in the thing, but in what the thing symbolized-Thomas Hardy.

So close you could almost touch me…



“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter”

-John Keats

Now you dream me everyday


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