“If we reason, we would be understood; if we imagine, we would that the airy children of our brain were born anew within another’s; if we feel, we would that another’s nerves should vibrate to our own, that the beams of their eyes should kindle at once and mix and melt into our own, that lips of motionless ice should reply to lips quivering and burning with the heart’s best blood. This is Love.”
~Percy Bysshe Shelley
WILD Feature –
Trumpeter Swans “in love”