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Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda - My Favorite
11:08 May 03 2009
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I don't love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:

I love you as one loves certain dark things, secretly, Between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself, and thanks to your love the tight aroma that rose from the earth lives in my body in darkness.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where

I love you directly without problems or pride:

I love you like this because I don't know any other way to love

except in this form in which I am not nor are you,

so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,

so close that your eyes close with my dreams.