THE LOVERS AND A POEM BY LEONARD COHEN
“You have the lovers, they are nameless, their histories only for each other, and you have the room, the bed, and the windows. Pretend it is a ritual. Unfurl the bed, bury the lovers, blacken the windows, let them live in that house for a generation or two. No one dares disturb them…” -Poem by Leonard Cohen. Photographs by Jason Henley, stylist Janai Anselmi & Jo Ayling @ Janai Anselmi Rebecca wears Emma Mulholland Splash! Sweater, Emma Mulholland Mr Squiggle Jeans. Sab wears Zoe Karssen ‘Poisoned Lovers’ sweater, Models own leather jacket Rebecca wears Cameo shirt, MLM mesh bra ‘Moondance’ dye T from Surf Dive ‘n’ Ski Tessa wears bronze metal yarn knit Willow, black leather bra Caslazur. “Their eyes are closed, as tightly as if heavy coins of flesh lay on them. Their lips are bruised with new and old bruises. Her hair and his beard are hopelessly tangled. When he puts his mouth against her shoulder she is uncertain whether her shoulder has given or received the kiss. All her flesh is like …