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In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.

Pablo Neruda

Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.
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Sad Voyage
I’m not me but living matter fermenting and forming its own shapes in the fruitfulness of every day.
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Fruit Live Matter Positive Shape
I have never thought of my life as divided between poetry and politics.
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Divide Life Poetry Politics
Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
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Butterfly Green Light Nature Silence
Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.
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Couple Diamond Gift Love Property Share
I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
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Cherry Couple Flower Kiss Mountain Tree
I move in the university of the waves.
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Attitude One Liner University Waves
And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
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City Couple Missing Night Separate United Valentine
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
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I Love You Love Night Poem Sad Writing
I do not love you-except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, from waiting to not waiting for you my heart moves from the cold into the fire.
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Couple Heart I Love You Valentine Wife
Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
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Bread Deep Peace Poem
Poetry arrived in search of me. I don’t know, I don’t know where it came from, from winter or a river. I don’t know how or when.
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Arrive Poetry River Search Winter
In the distance someone is singing.
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Distance Sing
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
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Couple Crave Missing
While I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.
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Away Come Back Far Writing
I am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.
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Book Earth Hands Snow Winter

In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.

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