I love you only because it’s you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
PABLO NERUDAI love you only because it’s you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
PABLO NERUDAEverything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.
PABLO NERUDAI want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
PABLO NERUDAPeace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
PABLO NERUDALove is so short, forgetting is so long.
PABLO NERUDAOur love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that’s why the clay and the flower, the mud and the roots know your name.
PABLO NERUDADo tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
PABLO NERUDAHate is like a swordfish, working through water invisibly and then you see it coming with blood along its blade, but transparency disarms it.
PABLO NERUDAConspirators in pajamas who exchange deep kisses for passwords.
PABLO NERUDAGreen was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
PABLO NERUDABut I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.
PABLO NERUDAI move in the university of the waves.
PABLO NERUDAGive me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
PABLO NERUDAI can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
PABLO NERUDAWe must dream our way.
PABLO NERUDAMy feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.
PABLO NERUDA