Sunday, February 25, 2007

i ripped this off Vernie's blog...

its been a long time since i let sth appeal to the hopeless romantic hidden in me...hahah so yea enjoy!

I do not love you by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

that this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

ahhh....spanish poetry...melts my heart...now play some nice spanish tunes on an acoustic guitar to accompany this on a nice balcony creeping with vines facing the waves hitting the vast shoreline under the benevolent moonlit sky.....ahhhhhhhhhh....perfection..=P


Posted by shellsofsilence at 11:25 AM