Death is the stone into which our oblivion hardens.
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.
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I was the owner of my own darkness.
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As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
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I have named you queen. There are taller than you, taller. There are purer than you, purer. There are lovelier than you, lovelier. But you are the queen.
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The tomato offers its gift of fiery color and cool completeness.
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You are like nobody since I love you.
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Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.
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Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
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Shyness is a condition foreign to the heart – a category, a dimension which leads to loneliness.
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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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I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
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Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.
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Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
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So I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.
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When I sleep every night, what am I called or not called? And when I wake, who am I if I was not I while I slept?
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Love is the mystery of water and a star.
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