Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘We’re a mess,’ he whispered as
she painted his chest with the brim of
her lips. ‘It will always be like this.’
Photography by Katharina Jung
Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘We’re a mess,’ he whispered as
she painted his chest with the brim of
her lips. ‘It will always be like this.’
Photography by Katharina Jung


I love the picture, the poem does it justice…the reality of passionate love
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Thank you 🙂
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Absolutely love this! Exquisite
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Thanks Karen 😀
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I wonder if they enjoyed the photo shoot? Bet they did! Lovely!
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Thanks 🙂
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I love the photo…messy but sweet and your verses too, Jacob
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Thanks Anita 😀
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I LOVE this — picture and poem.
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Thanks Iris 😀
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Reblogged this on Orthometry.
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Reblogged this on Still Another Photoblog.
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Simply extraordinary…. The pic was so deep…. Intense….. Love… Craving everything in one simply amazing….. Really loved it…. 😊😊
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Thank you 🙂
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Pleasure is all mine…. Keep smiling…. 😃😃
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Exquisite imagery. Powerful and captivating. I love this piece.
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Thanks Nancy 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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Reblogged this on Ruth Mercury and commented:
This hits me right in the relate feels, so hard to break away from.
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This is a really similar vibe to my most recent post, the picture is particularly relevant — https://ruthmercury.wordpress.com/2017/02/01/the-problems-with-fire/
xxx
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This ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
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