Jan 03
My favorite love poem
t: Pablo Neruda, poem, quote, sue 2 CommentsOne of them, anyway… Sonnet XVII 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 [...]
