golden ladies want to shine

This is for vintage gals, pals, and avant garde lovers.

Hide me in your arms
just for this night,
while the rain breaks
against sea and earth
its innumerable mouth.

Listen how the wind
calls to me galloping
to take me far away.

With your brow on my brow,
with your mouth on my mouth,
our bodies tied
to the love that consumes us,
let the wind pass
and not take me away.

Let the wind rush
crowned with foam,
let it call to me
and seek me galloping in the shadow,
while I, sunk
beneath your big eyes,
just for this night
shall rest, my love.

— Neruda (via sittingwithwaterhouse)

The Light Across the Street (1955)

Ann Peters

I don’t think this is what they meant when they said “put your heads together” and think about it…

Kiss me

Bonnie Jeanie and Shirley by Stan Wayman

Hearty sweater, 1949