(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral / Chile)

Sonnet XVII

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,
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  • Iga Kulig (1/13/2005 11:45:00 AM)

    that's fully love, with all its shades and beauty, love that is not rosy and sweet but that is true

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  • Lenchen Elf (12/24/2004 7:17:00 PM)

    ...and this is love as I know it, 'because I know no other way': -)

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