....

my tears are like the quiet drift

of petals from some magic rose;

and all my grief lows from the rift

of unremembered skies and snows.

i think, that if i touched the earth,

it would crumble;

it is so sad and beautiful,

so tremendously like a dream.

dylan thomas, 'clown in the moon'

guinevere van seenus for vogue italia dec. 2006 by tim Walker.