On a summer's eve, this molten night

I'd like to escape from earth a while
And among the cliffs and whiskered rocks
Lost as a light is lost in light
Dance with you till day--








There's something so pure and resonating about these photos of Lily Donaldson, my words seem to stop in my throat and catch behind the cage of my teeth. It's beauty that goes to the body, deep and warm, imprinting in the brain like a pattern on foil.













(photocredit: Fashion Gone Rogue)