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I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
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.
Pablo Neruda
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Mike Z
(6/4/2009 8:12:00 PM) |
This and Robert Desnos' 'J'ai tant reves de toi' (I have dreamed of you so much)
http: //www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/1339.html
always remind me of each other, even though they're not much alike. I guess it's the all-consuming passion elicited by both voices......
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Aria Morte
(12/15/2008 10:22:00 AM) |
...brilliant! : melts:
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Riquetta Elliott
(11/20/2008 11:49:00 AM) |
I wish I could the love a try. Good poem.
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Sandra Pasion
(8/10/2008 5:51:00 AM) |
makes me want to fall in love over and over again..
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Unknown Unknown
(11/28/2007 5:37:00 AM) |
I adore this poem, it embodies all there is about deep, deep love.... and how we learn to accept it growing and living in us. Pablo has my heart when he writes like this. Fabulous! HG: -) xx
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daughter of a seafoam
(9/15/2007 12:30:00 PM) |
May favorite of favorites... how sad.. yet romantic.. The love that is not tangible yet felt, beautiful.. the way he convey his love in its purest sense, full of hope, and strong...and in a unique love of his own terms, as he says 'I love you because there is no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, ' which binds them together.
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