I love her because of her, though she's an ocean away,
I can't like him hate you because I love you still.
You could arch to me like a cat and I would be blind
To your flaws I have many.
It's unseasonably cool in October now
The cooler air now,
Can never cool my love for you fire and ice.
In this fairytale of love you wear my heart upon
Your sleeve,
No pumpkin here to leave you there behind.
I love you because I love you and it's in your heart
I wish to live and I can't part with that.
Ode to Pablo Neruda
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting poem. Well written.