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The hand that feeds me, how it burns…

Photographer Somersetman / model Vanessa Sicre http://www.flickr.com/photos/somersetman/
Photographer Alex Boyd
Natalie Portman

I want to feel the gentle rhythms of your breathing, and the warmth of your bare skin while I’m lying beside you. 

Musée Rodin in Paris, France.
Benjamin Koelewijn

I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles Into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
A lot more
Than I should.

- Benedict Smith


© Vanessa Sicre 2013
Photographer James Hayday / model Vanessa Sicre
You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. - Alan Alda