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Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.

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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
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In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.
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I’m not me but living matter fermenting and forming its own shapes in the fruitfulness of every day.
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I was the owner of my own darkness.
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Our 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 can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
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I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers.
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Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
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