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Excerpt
From 100 Love Sonnets
~ By Pablo
Neruda~
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.

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