As certain dark things are loved, I love you,
Secretly between the shadow and the soul.
Love as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries hidden
The light within those flowers
And thanks to your love darkly in my body,
Lives the fence fragrance
That rises from the earth,
Love you without knowing how,
Or from where.
I love you simply without problems or pride,
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way
Of loving but this,
In which there is no I or you.
So intimate that your hand upon my chest, is my hand.
So intimate that when I fall asleep, it is your eyes that close.-Pablo Neruda 🗡️🛡️🗡️
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