I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda
location: goriška brda, kožbanjšček valley
venue: klinec medana
dress (bride & groom): studio 75b
flowers: klavdij jakončič
music: samo in barbara
photo: tamara b. in peter k.
